Snow*
Come now, let us reason together,” says the Lord. “Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.
Isaiah 1:18
The air was cold and crisp as she sat in her car, awaiting her husband. The snow had started out light and then quickly became heavy. The flakes were nickel-sized wafers, floating gently down, touching everything within her view. A hush fell with it, covering everything.
As she watched, it began to cover trees, bushes, grass, parked cars, the street, even the wires strung overhead, blanketing everything in a layer of pure white. It was as if God was speaking to her through the beauty of this moment.
It was so white! The world looked so clean! No dirt! Not a single track from a car.
When she’d arrived an hour earlier, there had been visible clutter and dirt. There were things people had discarded and left behind, such as gum, candy wrappers, and cans. Things that had been splattered by passing motorists, leaving a layer of grime on everything in its wake, were now unseen, even the layers of thick dirt between the bricks that paved the street. It was as if God were saying, “I make all things white as snow. I can wash away all the dirt, all the wrong.”
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As we walk down life’s path, making choices that cause us to become dirty, God wants us to know we are still redeemable. When we are willing and obedient, choosing to follow Him, Jesus promises to cleanse us and make us white as snow. Unlike the things covered by the snow, God’s cleansing touch completely removes the dirt in our lives. Psalm 103 says, “As far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us.”
When we repent, turn from our sin, and submit to His will, we can be assured we are covered with the righteousness of Christ; we are made pure as the driven snow.
Prayer
“Lord Jesus, thank You for being our spiritual healer. As we come surrendering our lives to Your will, please cleanse us and cloak us in Your righteousness. Amen.”
*Co-written by: Nancy Clouston
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