Do Christians Stink?

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I love infant baptism. It makes me new again as I am reminded that this symbolic act is making even the newest of us…new again.

The oil of Baptism is placed on the head of the baby in a symbolic blessing that welcomes them to the Christian faith.

Today, I was reminded that this dab of oil during the sacrament of holy baptism also makes me new and forgiven through Christ.

When Jesus was baptized in the Jordan River, heaven opened as follows:

“Now when all the people were baptized, it came to pass, that Jesus also being baptized, and praying, the heaven was opened,

And the Holy Ghost descended in a bodily shape like a dove upon him, and a voice came from heaven, which said, Thou art my beloved Son; in thee I am well pleased.” Luke 3:21-22

Baptism delivers me from shame. The stain and stink of sin that weighs me down in this life is washed away.

The sinful stench that permeates and gnaws at my soul is forgiven.

Jesus took away the stench and I am anointed with a holy oil that smells better than the best perfume money can buy.

I don’t stink anymore…and I am glad.

Psalm 23

The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.

He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.

He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.

 

Blemishes

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For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, Romans 3:23

Each morning when I wake, the first thing upon which I gaze is the blemished corner of my bedside dresser.

It is just a little blemish but it’s familiar to me. It starts my awakening to a new day. It reminds me I am alive.

The mark serves as a daily reminder that we live blemished lives. It is simply unavoidable. It doesn’t mean we can’t strive for more, it doesn’t mean we can’t try to live a righteous life, and it doesn’t mean we can excuse our wrongdoings. We can never do that.

We follow a Savior who has washed away our sins. We worship a God who gave up His only unblemished Son for us. We carry on with the spirit of love.

Blemishes remind us and they guide us

to

glory.