To be a bit frivolous this morning, I’m thinking of an old children’s song about “This is the way we wash our clothes, wash our clothes, wash our clothes. This is the way we wash our clothes, so early Monday morning.”   It seems that housewives “in the day” had a schedule.  Monday was laundry day.   They took pride in the whiteness of the sheets that flapped on their clothesline.

Yesterday was the second Sunday of  Easter.   This year it wasn’t an Easter like many of us recall with its multiple services, joy and celebration.   But, it was still Easter and we still cried out “He is Risen!”,  even if only within the quiet of our homes.  This season, as always, is a good time to look carefully into our hearts, to ask forgiveness from the loving Savior of Easter, knowing that He will wash away our sin.  As the song says, “Wash me and I will be whiter than snow.”

“Lord Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole;
I want Thee forever to live in my soul;
Break down every idol, cast out every foe —
Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
Whiter than snow, yes, whiter than snow,
Now wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.”*

We find ourselves in the midst of troubling times.  We may fret and falter.  But the unconditional love of our Lord Jesus is constant:  He is here, He is now, He is forever.   He is ready to wash us clean, He wants to do this.  He is ready to wash away our fears, He wants us to trust Him.

Praise Him, Trust Him, He gives His unconditional love to you each and every day.

Judy

*I Shall Be Whiter Than Snow, James L. Nicholson, 1872.