As I watch the snow falling outside today, slowly covering everything in a pure, unblemished whiteness, the same thought enters my mind every year at the first snowfall. God says,
Learn to do good. Seek justice. Help the oppressed. Defend the cause of orphans. Fight for the rights of widows. “Come now, let’s settle this,” says the Lord. “Though your sins are like scarlet, I will make them as white as snow. Though they are red like crimson, I will make them as white as wool.”
And this line from the great old hymn,
My sin, O the bliss of this glorious thought, my sin, not in part, but the whole, is nailed to the Cross and I bear it no more. Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
Doing good, seeking justice, helping the oppressed, defending orphans, and fighting for widows doesn’t cleanse my crimson sin, but when my sin has been covered I DESIRE TO do these things!
What do you think of the snow?
What do you think of God’s incredible whiteness applied to your life?