Disease

Though you wash yourself with lye
    and use much soap,
    the stain of your guilt is still before me,
declares the Lord God.
Jeremiah 2:22

Some things you can wash away. Others you can't.

You can wash away dirt. Mold. Baby spit-up. Dust. Even blood.

You can't wash away cancer. Or heart failure. Or Epilepsy.

You can wash away a stressful day.

You can't wash away your response to it.

You can wash away a lot of change.

You can't wash away the hurt and dysfunction that caused it.

You can wash away the memories of what you've done.

But you can't wash away what you did.

I think we too often try to clean up the outside while the inside is dilapidated.

And sometimes we convince ourselves it works.

As long as the neighbors see the lovely exterior of our house, they'll think everything is fine on the inside.

Unless they get too close.

Are you trying to clean up your act so you can feel better about yourself around friends and family?

Has it worked?

Or are you still dying inside?

I know what it's like to hide under a good girl facade. I understand the burden of shame because once you pick it up, it is nearly impossible to get rid of it.

But I know that there is no amount of scrubbing and polishing that can remove the truth that, deep down, I am stained and scarred.

There is only one way to remove the disease - surgery and medication.

We need to have Someone cut out the junk, remove it from us as far as the East is from the West.

...as far as the east is from the west, so far does he remove our transgressions from us.
Psalm 103:12

And we need to be cleansed through a medicine, a sort of antibiotic that kills any traces of it in our system.

But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship with one another, and the blood of Jesus his Son cleanses us from all sin.
1 John 1:7

This is the only surgery and medication that has a 100% success rate, praise the Lord!

Come now, let us reason together, says the Lord: though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall become like wool.
Isaiah 1:18

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Hello! I'm Faith. I'm a verbal processor who wants to love the Lord and love people with all my heart, soul, mind and strength. I write to think and think to write. I don't drink coffee. I am a dogless dog lover. I enjoy hosting large parties in my home, and I enjoy being alone. Join me in looking to Him and pursuing A Radiant Face.

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