I washed my car today. Apparently I didn't do a great job because when I was drying it with a white cloth it turned black. Through this I witnessed "transmission" happen before my eyes. The act of passing something on in another place. The dirt on my car was transferred to the white towel. It has to go somewhere.
Just like our sins. Our black, filthy sins.
They can't just disappear. Either we pay the price for them,
or someone else does.
That someone else = Jesus Christ.
haha i like how this entry went from car transmission cleaning to jesus bearing our sins - i did not expect that but great great point shown in everyday life
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