But notice—even for the lightest colors, one squirt and the paint is no longer white. That's the case with purity, folks. One sin, and your soul is no longer white. Therefore, whoever breaks one of the least of these commands and teaches people to do so will be called least in the kingdom of heaven…(Matt 5:19). We do our best to get around that, labelling some big and some little, even calling some sins "white," as in "little white lies," but the paint is no longer pure white no matter what we may call it. It doesn't matter if you grew up going to church and never doing the big, bad sins as we like to say. It doesn't matter if no one knows about them. It doesn't matter if we are blind to our own faults. None of us is pure white any longer and we need to recognize that sooner rather than later, and stop judging others before we recognize our own.
As dire as that may sound, the amazing thing is, regardless the properties of paint at the paint store, God can make your soul white again, as white as you were before. Not because you are still white, nor because of the false label you have put on your own sin, but because you have admitted those squirts of sin, no matter how few or how small in our own eyes, and done your best to change—to repent.
We were all pure white once, but somewhere along the way we failed. The only way to get it back is to add the bright red blood of Jesus and, even more amazingly than the paint store, we will once again be a whole can of white paint.
For if the blood of goats and bulls, and the sprinkling of defiled persons with the ashes of a heifer, sanctify for the purification of the flesh, how much more will the blood of Christ, who through the eternal Spirit offered himself without blemish to God, purify our conscience from dead works to serve the living God (Heb 9:13-14).
Dene Ward