As I stood at my window, gazing at the gravel covered snow, my first thoughts were, I’m tired of looking at this. It’s so dirty. Turning my head, I searched to find the kind of snow that I enjoyed; light, fluffy, clean and oh, so white. At that moment Jesus came to mind. He spent his life walking through sand and traveling over parched ground. His feet, hands and garments must have been covered with dust and perspiration. No wonder a lowly servant was forced to wash the feet of those entering a home or a gathering place.
Jesus… Jesus… Before Jesus was born of a virgin, did he too have these thoughts? Did he look at humankind, created in his own image and say, “I’m tired of looking at them. They’re so dirty.”
Then with great humility, Jesus became the servant who washed the feet of weary travelers. Feet that were tired and dirty became clean when Jesus washed them. And isn’t that the essence of His life? He took our filth, poured out his blood, and washed us as white as snow.
Is this the reason, I grimaced when I saw the gravel and was drawn towards the white snow? Was it by chance that I had glanced at those things, or was it Jesus speaking to my heart, beckoning me to turn towards him?
Giving our filth and weariness to Jesus is so simple. It is a choice offered to each of us. And oh, the gift we receive… becoming white as snow and being invited to live with Jesus throughout eternity. Do you know Jesus the Christ?
