I've been working for the past few hours on a post about Moses and Easter. (Hint: It has nothing to do with Charlton Heston in a bunny suit.) I had to stop because I need to go to bed. Before I hit the sack, I wanted to read a little of the hard copy Bible text I've been reading, instead of the on line one.
Expecting to continue my heavy lifting and learning about God, I grab the Living Bible from the kitchen table and start reading in Exodus. After a few minutes of reading, I stumble on something that makes me chuckle. In Exodus 19 God tells Moses to tell the Israelites to wash their clothes. I vaguely remember reading this a while back, but it makes a bigger impression today in light of it being Easter, a traditional "dress up" occasion, in light of things I'm learning about appearance, and yes, in light of lessons I'm learning about household mgmt., including laundry.
Take away value:
1) Doing my laundry is an act of submission, a means of presenting my body as a living sacrifice. God could have miraculously cleaned the Israelites clothes. He could have given us fur! He didn't. He told the Israelites to do wash their clothes and He is indirectly telling me to wash my clothes. Now, I don't know what the laundry situation would have been without original sin, but that doesn't matter. I have to wash clothes. (BTW, I'm absolutely thankful for the means by which I can do laundry.)
2) Why do we dress up on certain occasions if the inside is more important than the outside? In Exodus 19:10 (NIV) God told Moses to get the people ready for His visit by sanctifying them and having them wash their clothes. Could it be that clean clothes showed respect, like my dh said this a.m. when I asked him why he thought we dressed up on certain occasions? On some level, clothes matter. They aren't the most important thing, and we aren't to dismiss people due to their appearance, but if we have the means to spruce up, we should. There's that submission thing again.
Now, both of those things don't really relate to the topic of the post I've been laboring over, yet they are blog fodder worthy of separate posts on their own. My cup overfloweth....as does my brain. I must go rest the latter.
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