Isaiah 64:6 (New International Version)
All of us have become like one who is unclean, and all
our righteous acts are like filthy rags; we all shrivel up like a leaf, and like the wind our sins sweep us away.
Like most children, Timmy was an adventurous
six-year-old. Some would say he continuously expressed himself in somewhat of
an artistic fashion. Translation: Timmy constantly drew on the walls with
anything he could get his hands on. Crayons were his choice of expression;
owning the biggest box that Crayola made helped arm him with a seemingly
endless supply of colors that more than adequately covered each wall up to four
feet from the floor. In a diversity of colors like Magenta, Outrageous Orange,
and Robin’s Egg Blue, he created people, animals, choo-choo trains, space-ships,
and a thousand other things his imagination would bring to life.
Not knowing what to do, Timmy’s father bought him a
charcoal sketch kit complete with a sketch pad and various shades of charcoal
sketching briquettes. Now if you are anything like me, you’re thinking maybe
this was not a very good idea, but after several long talks about not drawing
on the walls, Timmy’s father convinced him to instead use the sketch pads. And
it worked. Timmy began using the sketch pads and charcoal briquettes to create
wonderful works of art. He began drawing portraits of family members and
neighbors, and everyone was amazed at the accurate likenesses he had produced.
His now happy parents hired a crew of men to come in and
repaint all the walls. It took them nearly a week, but the end result was
beautiful. His parents were elated. As a matter of fact, Timmy’s mother had,
after all, been wishing for the walls to be freshly painted long before the
crayons had ever touched them.
The proud parents then began hanging their son’s works of
art all over the house. The refrigerator doors were covered with sketch-pad
drawings held by fruit-shaped magnets. In the living room, many of his finer
works were framed and hung on the same walls he had once desecrated. One whole
wall in the den was completely covered from top to bottom with sketch-pad pages,
and if I am not mistaken, the opposite wall in the same room had a few as well.
Timmy enjoyed the sketch pad and charcoal briquettes, but
he did miss drawing on the walls. He knew he was not allowed to do it, but he
couldn’t quite contain himself. With a few darker colored Crayons, Timmy began
drawing on the dining-room walls. The dark shades formed fish, firemen, army
tanks and several other items stretching upward as far as his arms would reach.
As he looked at his drawings, he became overwhelmed with
guilt. He decided to try to wash the evidence from the walls so his parents
would not be able to see them, but the only towel he could find was the one he
used when sketching with the charcoal briquettes. He used this towel to wipe
his hands clean from the messy charcoal, so the rag was filthy, and when used
on the walls only made them worse. Now the walls were covered with Crayon
drawings and dark charcoal smears.
So often we find ourself in the same situation. We try to
cleanse the filthy walls of our sins by our own supposedly righteous efforts,
but only make them filthier. As we are reminded in our verse today. When will we learn that only God can do the
job? For He alone can cleanse the filthy walls of our sins, even those made
filthier by our self-righteous efforts to cleanse them without His aid. Better
still, He can cleanse the filthy rags of our self-righteousness as well,
transforming them into gleaming spotless cloths of holiness.
Dear Lord we thank You that You are there to wipe away
all our unrighteousness. And when You do we are spotless. Help us today not to
try and do it on our own with our dirty rags. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
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