One of the chores that I enjoy doing is washing my car. Like to see that dirt disappear. Like to see the shine of a freshly washed car. Like to shine up the tires, make the chrome sparkle, clean all the fingerprints and dog nose prints off the windows. Finish washing it. Park in front of house, stand off at a distance and admire the finished product.
i. But it doesn’t stay that way. Drive it. Dust gets on it. Go through mud puddle. Fingerprints and dog nose prints show back up. Road grime gets back on it. Needs a fresh washing again.
ii. We are like that. We drive our lives through the streets of life. The dust of sin settles on us. Go through the puddles of temptation instead of going around them. The tar of disobedience sticks to us. We need a fresh washing again.
1. Isaiah said it this way: “Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be
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