Saturday, January 15, 2011

dirty laundry

We usually wait till the weekend to do our laundry.  And sometimes we don't even start on it till after church on Sunday.  When those days happen it is likely that we won't end up washing every article of clothing and we always plan on finishing on Monday or something... but that doesn't always happen either.  Last weekend was one of those weekends.

By Wednesday evening it came to my attention that I no longer had any clean underwear.  I was very puzzled by this situation because this usually only happens to Beki because its not uncommon for her to wear 3 different pairs in one day and I always find it funny when she wonders why she's out by Friday.  Well this time the laugh was on me.  Thursday morning I woke up and I was forced to search for the least dirty pair of boxers to wear to work.  On Friday soccer shorts were called in to be the substitute.  This morning, now 3 days later, I decided it was time to solve the case of the dirty underwear.

I began my search in the last place I saw them:  the laundry basket in the bathroom.  Yep, there were all accounted for in the laundry basket; not a single one under the bed or in the washroom.  And so that you know I am sitting in bed, writing this wearing freshly clean and dried underwear.... SO MUCH BETTER!

Wearing dirty underwear is probably one of the most uncomfortable things I can think of.  Wearing soccer shorts instead, is also not the best either.  I know by now you're thinking that going without is a perfectly okay option given the circumstances, but to me that is even more uncomfortable.

Sin is a lot like dirty underwear.  Most of the time it is a private thing that you keep hidden from the world and the only person that knows about it is you.  All day it nags at you, irritates you, and you wonder if anyone will find out or can tell that underneath your clean clothes and smiling face lies a dirty person.  It doesn't matter that you took a shower, did your hair, shaved, etc.. because you still put chose to put on dirty underwear... and that makes you gross.  Getting dressed up and spiffy and walking into church on Sunday morning doesn't cover up that sin you have in your heart.

Having sin in your life no matter how big or small it is can really have an effect on your daily life.
               But your iniquities have separated you from your God;
               your sins have hidden his face
               from you, so that he will not hear. - Isaiah 59:2

I know that when I have unresolved sin, the guilt of it just ruins my day and consumes my thoughts.  I know that until I admit my sin and repent, I am burdened by them and feel distant from God.  One of my new favorite people in my life is my friend Joe and he once told me that one of  his greatest fears is being apart from God and His blessings because he does something dumb and strays from God's graces.  That he has been there and basically confirmed what Isaiah said; that your sin will separate you from from intimacy with God.  And a life separate from God is just not that enjoyable.

         If we claim to have fellowship with him and yet walk in the
         darkness, we lie and do not live out the truth. 
         But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light,
         we have fellowship with one another, and the blood
         of Jesus, his Son, purifies us from all sin.    1 John 1:6-7

I definitely spent all day Thursday walking around in dirty underwear.  Friday I constantly had to re-adjust my soccer shorts under my work clothes.  Today it felt so wonderful to pull out a freshly cleaned pair of boxers and put them on.  Still warm, with that dryer sheet lavender smell... oh man so good.  What a relief!

So how long have you been walking around wearing dirty underwear?  Maybe today it is time to make things right.  I promise you that you will feel so much better once you shed those burdens and filth.  It's probably blasphemy to compare the love of Jesus and what He accomplished to purify us of our sins to what the washer and dryer in my wash room did for me this afternoon... but I sure am thankful.

- J


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