Depending upon our lifestyles, we all become adept at removing certain stains. In my case they are crankcase oil, garden dirt, blueberries, grapes, and tomato sauce. Some of the stains are seasonal, such as the cranberry sauce that inevitably stains my lace tablecloth in November. Sometimes it’s something you never really expected, like the time Lucas had to move a fifty pound wheel of red, wax-coated cheese and the only way to get a good hold of it was to hug it to his chest. He came home in a white shirt streaked with red dye. Yes, I got it out, but it took three tries.
We all use different remedies: ammonia, dish detergent, alcohol, stain remover, bleach—depending upon the stain and the fabric. But sometimes even the best laundresses shake out the wet laundry expecting clean results, only to find a faint shadow of the stain still on the cloth. I don’t know about you, but if I can tell where the stain used to be, I didn’t do a good enough job.
God has a stain remover, too. What is so absolutely amazing is that his cleaning fluid ought to cause stains of its own. He uses blood! But that blood washes us clean, leaving no mark whatsoever. His forgiveness is so complete that we can never tell where the sin used to be. Unless, of course, we spill that cranberry sauce yet again. Then when we approach his mercy seat and he once again sprinkles that precious blood, there we are—spotless before our Father, and only because of our Savior’s personal cleansing agent.
So how many loads have you done—how many loads of laundry and how many loads of sin? Every time you put in yet another load of clothes, put a load in God’s laundry too. If you aren’t the launderer in your home, think about it when you shed those dirty clothes. They may not seem all that dirty, especially if you sit behind a desk all day, but take a look at the collar, guys. Then think about what our God does for you as well.
…These are they who came out of the great tribulation, and they washed their robes, and made them white in the blood of the Lamb. Rev 7:14
Come now and let us reason together, says the Lord. Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they be red like crimson, they shall be as wool, Isa 1:18