A friend of mine posted a link on Facebook from a site called ViralNova: Trending Stories on the Web. I’ve attached the link at the end of this post and you’ve really got to check it out, especially to get a visual for what I talk about here. It contains a short story of a homeless dog found wandering the streets. It was so filthy with such caked and crusted, matted fur that a passer-by initially thought the small dog was a pile of trash. It is an unbelievable, unforgettable image.
I am so metaphorical in my thought process that I couldn’t help but think of how this is a picture of humanity. This big ball turning is a mass of human generated, perpetuated mess, and we are the messiest of all. Deep in our hearts there is a goodness worth redeeming, but it is also caked, encrusted, and matted with the badness within us. Jesus is the “kind humanitarian” who walks by us on the street. He sees our homeless souls and beyond our unruly filth. He knows we’re not a pile of trash. He dares to stoop down and touch our leprous form. He takes us to a place of cleansing. He doesn’t just wash us. He cuts away the befouled growth clinging to us, shedding our moral muck and discarding it as the pile of trash.
When He’s done we look entirely different. We look human again. We look like we were intended to before we chose evil into the world. We are a new creation, no longer homeless, but clothed and cared for. We are blanketed in love and rest on the pillow of forgiveness and renewal. We are truly at peace in the home of God’s heart, where we will enjoy his everlasting benevolent presence and companionship, never more to remember the taint and affliction of the former things from which we are forever freed.
Blessings to all who read this and soak in the images and truth.