AS WHITE AS SNOW.

Monday, February 8, 2016
Yesterday while sitting together in church, Olivia turned to me and asked, "Mom. What happens if you don't keep God's commanmens..." (commandments -- mm I love her)! Amazingly, I'd been researching and re-learning that answer for myself over the weekend. There are some mistakes on my recent record that I want erased. I'm seeking a new slate (yet again - can I get an amen??). In my efforts to really repent and be forgiven about an issue, I hit the good word just two days prior looking for direction and answers, hope and healing.

Two of my favorite verses on receiving forgiveness surfaced in my studies. They taught me what forgiveness looks like...

"Come now, and let us reason together, saith the Lord: though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though red like crimson, they shall be as wool." | Isaiah 1:18

"Behold, he who has repented of his sins, the same is forgiven, and I, the Lord, remember them no more." | D&C 58:42

In that first verse, the Savior Himself says that we can go from red to white. Not red to pink. Not red to blush. Not red to beige or tan or cream - all close shades to white. No, we can return to white. A new, white slice of snow without a trace of former any old red. That analogy reflects the beautiful, beautiful aspect forgiveness that's made clear in the next verse: the Lord forgets sins. He says it Himself - "I, the Lord, remember them no more."

There are almost no words there on that last point...He forgets my sins? He lets them go? He gets to the point where He cannot remember them - at all? And I can do the same?? I can let myself heal and move on? I can let others heal and move on? I can forget who I've been or what I've done and become something renewed - as white as snow and wool?

Yes.

I told Olivia all of that with a full, full heart. I'm in the middle of experiencing that and, you know, I believe it. I believe I can be forgiven because Christ said that I can be and I believe Christ. Make no mistake, there is a venomous thought that darts its way into my thoughts whenever I choose to believe that. It's ugly. It says that Christ's promise there isn't real. I can't be forgiven. It's not that my sins are beyond the point of forgiveness, it's just that erasing and forgetting anything from our past is impossible.

But no. Lies. We can forgive, we can then forget. Especially regarding our own life's follies.

Today, Olivia and I took some rich, red food coloring outside, we found a patch of still-white snow, and we put a stamp on this little lesson about forgiveness together. We drew two circles. Drop by drop, we put red splotches in the snow of one circle. We saw it clear as day - how staining sins can be. Then, we broke some twigs and made an arrow - from one circle to the next - and we saw how glorious a renewed, forgiven white life is. There was no pink, blush, beige, tan, or cream in the clean circle. There was nothing but white.

Forgiveness is real and it's there for me. One fine day, it'll be there for Olivia, too. And in case you need to hear this from someone - I'll gladly tell you - it is there for you!

"Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be as white as snow..." the most tender of miracles. All will be well!!

4 comments:

  1. I love your blog posts, Jeni. You are such a wonderful mom and a person and I am so grateful to be your friend. :-)

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    1. Ditto your way, Diana. I can toss those sweet words your way with a second of hesitation. I love you, friend!

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  2. Amen. So beautifully written, Jeni!

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