Trash Day

“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.”

Psalm 103:11, 12

Getting breakfast for the babies on Monday mornings I hear the rumble of the garbage truck in the alley nearby.  Trash day!  My warning to quickly gather all remaining garbage out of the house and make sure it’s all in the trash can by the curb.  It’s usually a family affair, hustling to beat the truck’s trek around the block.  With a wave of thanks to the hard-working gentlemen, I enter the house with a happy sigh.  No trash in sight.  All has been taken away, never to return again.

Communion day!  I scurry around the corners of my heart, asking God to take the trash out as I wait before Him in His house.  The emblems are passed and my heart breathes a happy sigh, thankful for the forgiveness of sins that have been taken away, never to return again.

“I die daily!” The text bounces around in my mind.  I don’t have to wait for Communion day for God to clear my heart of trash.  It’s Monday.  Breakfast is over.  Babies are playing.  I pick up my Bible, my journal and my pen.  I smile at the Gentleman who sits next to me and removes all my garbage.  Forever.

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