Connecting Points
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Today’s Topic: Clear and Clean
Today’s Text: Psalm 51:2, 7 2 Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, and cleanse me from my sin! 7 Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean; wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.
There is a word that has captivated my thought life since last week. I sincerely have used this word in every prayer I have spoken to my Lord since I believe He gave it to me as a word picture that I needed. I am certain that when you first read this word you will react in some way. The word may capture your mind as it has mine, or you may reject it because you may think it is in bad taste. It all depends on what you think it means and what it reminds you of.
The word has multiple meanings. It can mean “a sudden rush of intense emotion.” It can also mean “a reddening of the face or skin.” (At this point I assume you are either trying to guess the word or you have already read ahead to see what it is.) The word is used to describe things that have become even or square with one another. In slalom skiing it is “a consecutive series of vertical gates.” In the medical field it is used to describe procedures intended to cleanse wounds and clean debris. In the military and in hunting it is used to describe an action that chases the enemy or the wild game out of hiding. The word is used in card games to describe a certain winning hand. And in the bathroom, it is the action of using water to eliminate waste and replace it with clean water.
FLUSH.
Lord Jesus, I surrender my will to yours so that it is flush with your purpose.
Lord Jesus, grant to me in moments of quietness and prayer a flush of your presence.
Lord Jesus, cleanse the wounds of my heart with the Living Water so that there is no debris hindering the fullness of the Holy Spirit in me.
Lord Jesus, flush the enemies of righteousness from hiding in my life that they may be exposed and taken captive by truth.
Lord Jesus, flush from my mind all thoughts that you declare to be waste.
Lord Jesus, may every step I take pass only through the flush you have prepared for me to direct me on the slopes of life.
FLUSH.
Now it’s in your head too, isn’t it?
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