The past few days have been a chilly reminder of winter’s very firm grip on my home state of North Carolina. An “arctic blast” of cold air has swept across much of the country sending temperatures down well below freezing. I honestly can’t remember a colder winter and yesterday it snowed. I watched the developing storm on the local news channel for days, hoping its trajectory would amble just a little further east so that we would get snow where I lived. I mean if it's going to be cold it might as well snow right? It seems that my prayers for frozen precipitation were answered and by lunchtime there was a thin dusting of snow covering the ground. Tiny bitter cold snowflakes fell for the next 12 hours or so as the temperature plunged lower and lower. We ended up only getting around 1-2 inches of snow but it was enough to blanket my backyard in a sheet of white.
When I looked out my kitchen window this morning as the sun was rising over the trees in my backyard I had the thought that Jesus covers our sins like this snow covered my yard. It’s not an original thought, I’ve heard that analogy for years and it's even in the scriptures, but today it struck me more than normal. Just like a winter storm, conditions have to be perfect for us to accept and receive our salvation from Jesus. We have to admit we are sinners, realize the need for salvation, and confess that Jesus is our Lord. Without these elements all working together as a well timed storm we can’t receive our free gift of Jesus’ sacrifice.
Isaiah 1:18 says “Come now, let us settle the matter”, 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.” When we accept Jesus, our sins are covered, just like my backyard with the pure white snow. Everything that was a blight, the holes, the dead grass and dog poop are all covered by a white covering. To the eyes of the Father our sins look like Jesus' blood and in his righteousness and perfection we are now viewed by a loving father thanks to Jesus’ covering. No matter what is underneath the snow, the new focal point is the purity and not the filth that lies beneath. I’m thankful that God sees me through the lens of what Jesus did for me and not what my life looks like without Jesus. How about you? Are you pure as the driven snow?