Carpet machines and power washers

So, I'm standing here with a rented carpet cleaner in one hand, a power cord in the other, contemplating spots. Spots on my carpet. Spots that I find rather disheartening, because no matter what I treat them with or how hard I scrub, they always surface again. Disgusting.

I began thinking about me, my spots. The behaviors I choose, the attitudes, the downright rebellion I choose to live in. Let's call it what it is: sin. Disturbing.

Which leads me to consider Jesus. HE is the only real cure for spots. He alone can make them disappear - be truly clean. And He does, with His blood. His purposeful, determined, death. His suffering and pain make me wholly clean again. How thankful I am that these spots, these sins, never surface again! Once forgiven, they are "power-washed" away.

Thanks for the spots in my carpet, Father. For leading me to consider the stains, and the cures. While ones on my carpet may be disheartening, the cure for the other is redeeming.

Thank You, Jesus, for Easter.