~ The Centipede ~

As I made dinner tonight, I grabbed the bag of potatoes in the back of the pantry, set the bag in the sink, and saw one of those horrid centipedes. Even though, living near the woods, we see them sometimes, I could not grab the faucet quick enough to wash it away to never be seen again!

And, as I peeled the potatoes, I had a beautiful thought - it is a wonder what a creepy crawly thing can do for our faith!

My sin is so much like that bug - It hides in dark places, very rarely seen by others yet alive and active. And, when my sin comes into view - usually because of His light - it is creepy, ugly, and kinda scary. BUT, as quick as I grabbed the faucet to wash the centipede away with the water, I can grab a hold of His nail scarred hands and wash my sin away with His blood, never to be seen by Him again.

I was so humbled and touched by the ease He has made our forgiveness with His death ~ I truly can never ever repay Him, or even come close to earning His gift. So, I peeled and prayed thanking Him for loving me enough to offer me such pure grace at such a small cost to me and such a unimaginably huge cost to Him.

So, thank you little centipede, I was blessed by your, thankfully, short presence in my life!