At the end of a long, hard day, the spray of the shower washing off more than the dirt, this hymn from my childhood came to mind, brought me comfort, took me into worship singing song after song, and led me me through repentence and finally into peace.
I couldn’t get this hymn out of my head. Over and over it reminded me that I’ve been cleansed by the blood of Jesus, free to throw off the sin that so easily entangles and cling to the cross of Christ in the midst of these struggles. I felt compelled to sit down with my Macbook and make this:
I cannot do this on my own. I need God. I need Jesus.
I came out of the shower feeling not only clean, but feeling new again.
Oh God, I seek you. Cleanse me from my sin, wash away my human nature, fill me with your spirit, create in me a clean heart, O God.
Oh, the truth in that song is an anchor. I had a Come-to-Jesus in my shower the other night, too. A friend told me that God was pleased with me, and sudsing up my hair, I realized that I didn’t believe him, and then I asked God if He was pleased, and cried the tub full, a silly question. The answer was “of course.”
And I know it’s the blood that makes that answer.
Beautiful – and a wonderful reminder!