i love markers.
growing up, we were a very arts and crafts family. i was home schooled (yes, i know that explains a lot) for kindergarten through 2nd grade. my mom is an excellent teacher, and i give her credit for my academic success so far. even the great spelling...
being home schooled has it's perks. you get to do school in your pj's (occasionally), you can play with your own toys at recess, you get to eat REAL food [opposed to weird, unidentified lunch meats in a cafeteria] and to top it all off, you get your mom as your teacher.
in order to maintain some form of sanity with three small children, mom always came up with great ways to keep the slightly-un-diagnosed-add kid busy. one was markers.
to this day i still love markers. crayola is my hero. there are all sorts of markers, the thin tips, extra wide, standard... you want i special kind? well crayola has ever color. literally.
today i was in need of a writing utensil during a meeting and the only thing i could find was a ultra thin brown crayola magic marker.
i was pleased with the little treasure. and took it home with me [which i am not sure if i was allowed to, but i did it anyways]
as i am sitting here, studying for my devotionals to do tomorrow, i looked down at my marker and read "WASHABLE."
well, isn't that nice. your children and mark on clothes and other special things that need no extra marking, and guess what? you can wash them off.
imagine that!? what a great invention. washable markers. but then it hit me.
as Christians, we are like little kids. we get to play with markers and we get to create things and doodle things. we have supervision. but sometimes, we may color off the page onto the tablecloth. or we may go nuts and color our own sweatshirt.
but we have this really cool thing called redemption and salvation and grace that mix together in the form of Christ's blood and wash those markers out.
our sins are washable.
sure that sounds a little too easy. but you know how you do something as a kid and your mom says to you "now you now what happens when you..." fill in the blank. well that is how it works for us. God gives us markers. we sometimes mess up big time, but he is there to help us wash those mistakes out. although there might be a little trace, he has forgotten about it and moved on. he washed us all white as snow.
once you color on the tablecloth, remember that you can go to the Father, and ask Him to wash you. and He will. because that is how he made you.