We ticked off the garbage man. There was a lot of trash that week. I even considered leaving a note to apologize and explain that we recently moved in and were cleaning up inside and out. The garbage man heaved our bulky trash. As he started up the truck again, I heard the definite honk of the truck’s horn. It was 5:00 in the morning on trash day. I got his message. Everyone has their limit, even the garbage man. Not so with God. As high as the heavens are above the earth and as far as the east is from the west, God’s compassion and God’s mercy knows no limit. Week after week, we can bring all our garbage to God. We can place it down at the foot of the cross: our heavy-laden sins piled high and outright ugly. God’s open arms embrace us as our desire to rid ourselves of the unneeded and unwanted confirms his greatest desire for us: to cleanse us from the garbage in our lives. No limits. Not even ticked off. No honk of indignation too early in the morning. We are welcomed. We are forgiven. And we are cleansed, whiter than snow.
For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is his love for those who fear him; as far as the east is from the west, so far has he removed our transgressions from us.
“Come now, let us reason together,” says the LORD. “Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, they shall be like wool.”