What Color is Your Paint?
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Hebrews 12:2 ......"Looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith; who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is set down at the right hand of the throne of God."
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I read something once that touched me...here is a paraphrasing..."a person's personality starts out like a bucket of white paint. Everything that happens to us along life's road adds color.
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Seeing a wonderful sunset adds a drop of lavender, a best friend can add a delightful shade of blue.
Pain always adds red....no matter how much of the other colors you add, there will always be that red, overshadowing everything and tainting the rest of the things we see and hear."
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Written by a secular writer, she didn't know that once you add the Blood of Christ, the red from His pain has the power to turn the red of our pain white as snow to color that bucket of paint a beautiful color of white again.
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Oftentimes, we Christians forget that when we accepted Christ as our Savior, His blood covered all sins, all memories, everything that has happened in our lives. Too often we live under the shadows of the past.
When we accept Christ, though, the paint is made brand new, fresh....completely white again. Looking unto Jesus, we repaint the future history of our lives.
Our new decisions, based on God's word, and the runner who ran before us, now have the capability to always be the purest white.
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Whiter Than Snow
Lord Jesus I long to be perfectly whole
I want Thee forever to live in my soul
Break down every idol,
Cast out every foe.
Now wash me and I shall be whiter than snow.
Whiter than snow,
Yes, whiter than snow
Now wash me and I shall be
Whiter than snow.
-James Nicholson-
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What color is your paint??
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My dear Lord, I thank You that You were willing to shed Your blood for me. I thank you that the red of Your pain completely overshadows the red of my pain. Please help me to remember that all of my life was nailed to the Cross with You. As You hung there, You bore all of my sins and all of my pain: past, present and future. Please remind me of this when I attempt to pick up the baggage of my life. Thank You for being my Redeemer, thank You for Your love.
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