
This morning, I was doing laundry. Not surprising, really. Laundry is a never-ending task on my to-do list. Can you relate? Honestly, sometimes doing laundry makes me feel frustrated because it is never all the way done. Just about the time I fold the last article of clothing and put it away, I realize that the clothes Aaron and I are wearing will soon find their way into their respective hampers, and the whole process starts over again. Sometimes, in the middle of the week, I look at those two hampers and I think, “How can two people go through so many clothes in a few days?” And to those of you who have way more than two people in your household, you have my utmost respect and sympathy. 🙂
Dirty laundry. As I was working on the laundry this morning, I realized something. Those clothes that need washing are a lot like me. How so? As a Christian, I believe that I have been washed clean of my sin.
“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, ESV)
“Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.” (Psalm 51:7, ESV)

When I first believed in Jesus, I was made clean. But it doesn’t stop there. You see, I still miss the mark. I find myself in need of washing over and over again. Just like that laundry. It sure doesn’t stay clean for long. Neither do I. When I see the dirt of my sin, I have to run to Jesus and say, “Please wash me again.” In His love and faithfulness, He does just that.
“If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.” (1 John 1:9, ESV)
What I realized this morning is that while I often run out of patience with washing dirty clothes, Jesus does not run out of patience with washing away my sins. Over and over again, as I ‘air my dirty laundry’ to Him, He washes me clean. With infinite patience and mercy. It’s incredible, isn’t it?
It makes me think of Peter. On their last night together before His crucifixion, Jesus did something unthinkable. He took a towel and a basin and began to wash His disciples’ feet. When it was his turn, Peter said, “You shall never wash my feet.”
“Jesus answered him, ‘If I do not wash you, you have no share with me.’ Simon Peter said to him, ‘Lord, not my feet only but also my hands and my head!'” (Psalms 51:7, ESV)
I’m with you, Peter. Lord, wash all of me. I want to be clean. I know that it won’t last long and that I will struggle with sin until I reach Heaven, but I’m so thankful that I can’t exhaust Jesus’ mercy and that He doesn’t run out of patience with me. His love and kindness to me amazes me.
It’s not just for me though. It’s true for all of those who believe in Him.
“Husbands, love your wives, as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her, that He might sanctify her, having cleansed her by the washing of the water with the word, so that He might present the church to Himself in splendor, without spot or wrinkle or any such thing, that she might be holy and without blemish.” (Ephesians 5:25-27, ESV)
Pretty cool, isn’t it? He cleanses us so that He might present us to Himself one day without spot or wrinkle. He is making us more and more like Him with every wash.
I think I’ll be pretty thankful from now on when I’m doing laundry. Thankful for an object lesson from everyday life that points me to the One who has cleansed me and will keep on cleansing me from my sin. And one day, I’ll be part of that church that is presented to Him without spot or wrinkle, holy and without blemish.

Jesus, thank You so much for the price You paid to make me clean. And thank You that You never get tired of washing my sins away. Wash all of me. I want to be more like You. Thank You for the promise of eternal life and the hope that one day, I will be clean forever in Heaven. Until then, please help me to be quick to confess my sins to You so that You can cleanse me from all unrighteousness. Amen.
-Dana


















