Cleansing

Another hot day. The sun is heating up the air quickly and in no time scorching everything it touches. Fine dust and dirt particles, kicked up by a slight breeze and passing cars, settle down on the surroundings, covering all in a thin, hardly noticeable film of dimness.

A weak thunder is heard in the distance. Clouds appear at the horizon, slowly making their way forward, darkening the sky. As the thunder grows louder, nature falls silent. Flashes of lightning split through the air and light up the sky with a blinding brightness. A few spare raindrops, like messengers shouting a warning, announce what is about to come to pass.

Within minutes, the rain approaches, falling over the land like a blanket. Relentlessly it beats down on all in it's path, cleansing it from the film of dirt and dust, revealing it's true colors and reviving it with it's life-giving water. Streams of dirt run down hill, gathering together, making their way to ditches and sewers, to be disposed off.

And then it's over. The sun peeks through the dark clouds, exposing the lush, bright colors that once were hidden under dirt and dust.

Even though the thunderstorms in our lives are sometimes frightening and not always wanted, their cleansing power is needed to be able to look at ourselves clearly and see and enjoy the life that exists without all the dirt and dust.

Psalm 51:2
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity, And cleanse me from my sin.