“Come now, and let’s settle this, says the Lord. Though your sins are like scarlet, they will be white as snow. If they are red as crimson, they will become like wool.” (Isaiah 1:18 CEB)
While it was a difficult decision to cancel in-person worship last Sunday, I did so out of an abundance of concern about falls, broken bones, and fender-benders. It turns out that the snow ended soon after I made the decision. What didn’t end was the snow that draped branches, fences, bushes, power lines and clotheslines for the next 24 hours. Monday morning, the snow was still in place, fresh and beautiful. The drabness of late winter was transformed into a winter wonderland, bedecked with the sparkling white of snowflakes beyond counting.
For the next 24 hours, the worry, darkness and despair of this season was blanketed in snow’s white silence. As a much-needed respite, Woodstock, VA, was as white as fresh-fallen snow. God promises just such a reversal in Isaiah 1. The scarlet of our failure, shame, and separation will be transformed, made white as snow.
That’s good news for everyone ~ Anne
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