“[W]ash me, and I will be whiter than snow.” --Psalm 51:7b
I’m always reluctant to walk Lexi across a field of freshly fallen snow. I don’t want to spoil it with our footprints. If Lexi and I and everyone else crisscross the grass, the clean snow will get churned up and sullied. Likewise, we may be reluctant to walk with God once we’ve been forgiven our sins. We’ve been washed, we’re white as snow—and we’re afraid of getting dirty again. We’re reluctant to spoil things. If we try going forward, we might slip and fall in the mud. We’d prefer to stand still. Yet God calls us to walk with him. He knows we’ll slip and fall. He knows we’ll get splashed with mud. The churned up, muddy field that Lexi and I cross gets covered in a new blanket of snow after the next storm. It’s beautiful again. We are washed white as snow again; we’re forgiven again.
Dear God, Teach me not to be reluctant to walk with you because I risk ruining my whiteness. Amen