“Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin…. Purify me with hyssop and I shall be clean” (Psalm 51:1,7).
“The blood of Jesus Christ cleanses us from all sin” (I John 1:9).
David remembered being clean and he missed it so badly.
Know that feeling?
On the farm, we would bale hay. The baler was the type that ran off the belt driven by the tractor engine. We would park the tractor and baler by a pile of hay, unhitch it all, turn the tractor around and hook up the belt and turn it all on. Then, someone feeds the hay into the baler, then throws the block in to separate the bales, and I go to work. I’m on the ground underneath all of this, hay (and dust and debris) falling all over me. I feed two baling wires into the block as it moves through the system, then wait for the person on the other side to return those ends back to me through the next block. I pull the wires through and tie off the bale. The machine spits it out as we continue feeding hay into the baler and work with the next set of blocks coming our way. Eventually, we moved on to the next pile of hay.
It was a dirty business. At noon, we shut it all down and walked to the farmhouse for lunch. But not yet. No way is mom going to let this dirty bunch into the house. So we rigged up an outside shower. One at a time, we each get under it, dry off and put on clean clothes. Only then are we allowed to sit in the dining room and partake of the amazing array of country vegetables mom and our sisters have been working on all morning.