Recently I bought a new product on the laundry aisle of the grocery store which has been a helpful commodity in our household. The liquid in this spray bottle removes odors from fabrics when applied. You just spray it on, and the invisible odor droplets are consumed and obliterated. It is quite amazing the way it works! Just soaking up those smells. I don't understand how this happens, but I know it gets the job done! I have tried it...and, sure enough, odor is gone!
God is willing to do the same for you and for me. Each of us was born with our own stench of sin, and only God can remove it. He can just soak up the smell of our wrongdoing and remove it from our lives. He does this through the shed blood of Jesus, who died on the cross for us. Just as I don't understand how Febreeze works, neither do I understand how Jesus sacrifices work, but I know- by faith that it does!
How thankful I am that my distance from God can be removed - once and for all soaked up and dissolved into nothingness by the shed blood of Jesus. How thankful I am.
Today I turned on my computer and began to type. I had finished about two lines before I looked at the screen and saw a confusing jumble of letters. I had unknowingly placed my hands one key to the left of proper starting position. Therefore, each word I wrote made absolutely no sense. The same could happen if I played the piano and put my hands in the incorrect position. The mistake would be audible and detected quickly, but the short musical interlude would be miserable sounding.
The same is true of my Christian walk. I may be off the "beaten path" a little; perhaps putting self first and exemplifying other characteristics which are not Christian. I would sound and look unappealing and make no sense as a Christian, even by being one step to the right or left of where I should be.
I am thankful God wants to place me back where I need to be, in the proper position in His beautiful plan. I need to remember to "look" where I am and "listen" to how I sound. Am I glorifying God in my actions and words? This is my desire, and I am thankful God taps me lovingly on the hand when I am out of place. How about you?