Jesus did it all. All to him I owe. Sin had left a crimson
stain; he washed it white as snow.
My carbon footprint is huge. My aim is to reduce it. To
drive less; fly less; eat less meat; use less plastic. But I find circumstances
necessitate me driving more, flying more. The meat and the plastic are in my
control, but when other pressures bear down, it’s often the easy option I
choose. Not the ones that will have less of a negative impact on our planet.
I have to give this to Jesus, too. If he could wipe out the
crimson stain of my sin, he can negate my carbon footprint. As I trust in him,
he can guide my choices. He can influence my thinking. He can inspire my
activism. He can change me.
It feels as if we are in a race to the bottom, spiralling
out of control politically, as nation rises against nation. Some of our leaders
are delusional, yet there seem to be no people of integrity and courage, of
noble character, willing to stand up and depose them. Their actions and
careless words bring death and loss, suffering and anguish, and still they
speak. Still they sit in positions of power.
In the Bible, God looks down and cries out: is there nobody
to stand against the evil?
He sent his son. Jesus.
The world is crying out. Peace, peace, but there is no
peace. No real peace outside of Jesus.
Jesus is our prince of peace. He is the source of deep
peace, peace beyond intellectual understanding, peace in the midst of turmoil.
He wipes away my sin. He guides me into responsible living
choices. He heals my wounds. He mends relationships. He makes me brave. In the
thick of things, he inspires my heart as I look to him. Peace. All to him I
owe. Sin had left a crimson stain; he washed it white as snow.
A miracle.
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