This blog has been on my mind for a number of weeks — and you will see that there are some “old comments.” First written in September, 2010, it is still pertinent.
It was five-thirty.
The radio had come on with its usual BBC broadcast that signaled that it was time to get up. Not that I usually do, but it still was time. Certain Man had left his side of the bed empty an hour earlier when a banging headache had encouraged him to seek some Excedrin and his La-Z-boy. When he is gone, it feels so empty, and I usually stretch myself a little bit over on his side, and take my pillow and lap it up over top of his and sleep a little longer. Our bed is the most comfy bed we could ever ask for, and in those early morning minutes, I often think of how blessed I am, and make a point of being thankful to the LORD for all His benefits towards me.
This morning as I was luxuriating in that half asleep, half awake place that always pulls me in two directions at once, an interview on the BBC caught my attention. They were talking to a man who has done research on “Blood Diamonds” and it was a rather lengthy interview. Being neither an owner or connoisseur of fine jewelry (actually, not a single piece — not even a wedding band!) I had never really understood why a diamond would be called a “Blood Diamond” until this broadcast caught my ear — and really set my mind to spinning. I looked up “Blood Diamonds” on Google, and what I read there was not easy to see or read. It is unbelievable! (Except for the fact that we live in a world where nothing is unbelievable any more when it comes to the injustices man commits against his fellow man–).
The one thing that caught my attention was something this researcher said. He had hunted down a dealer, and had gone to talk to him about the diamonds and the part that he played in this sordid mess. When questioned about whether he felt any sort of concern or regret about the fact that these diamonds were “Blood Diamonds”, the dealer replied matter of factly, “The blood washes off.”
It gripped my heart. As a follower of Jesus Christ, I’ve been bought with His Blood. My redemption cost Him His life. I got to thinking about hearts that have been washed in the Blood of Jesus, and how he promises to wash these sinful hearts as white as snow. I thought about hearts, and how hearts may appear incredibly beautiful, but are as hard as diamonds. And then I thought about that statement, “The blood washes off. . .” and realized that for many of us, that statement is apropos.
You see, those Blood Diamonds cost the people who mined them so incredibly much. And people go to great lengths to divert attention from that fact. “The blood washes off” and the diamonds, beautifully cut and polished, look like the product of some carefully monitored legal business. But it doesn’t change the fact that someone, somewhere paid dearly for the diamond and intrinsic to the value of that diamond is the value of that person. Just because it doesn’t “show” doesn’t change the truth.
I thought about my heart, and how so often I want to be priceless in the eyes of the world. I want to be valuable for my qualities — whatever I might perceive them to be, and in my attention to such insignificant things, my heart becomes hard — so hard, in fact, that “The blood washes off” and I scarcely even notice. It doesn’t change what it cost Jesus, and it doesn’t change the value of my heart — but it changes everything that’s important. Because if I am ever going to look on the face of a Holy God and know that I’m forgiven, He needs to see the Blood of Jesus, covering my sinful heart.
Not washed off!!!
7 responses to “Blood on the Stone . . .”
A fascinating correlation, as always. I must read about ‘blood diamonds” now.
Oh wow, such an insightful analogy.
Mary thanks so much for these words. I’m truly thankful His Blood is not washed off but covers me. This was a great morning devotional for me. Thanks.
thank you mary ann
my thanks to you for a timely and wise example & injunction.mw
Wow very Thought provoking ..Timeless lesson ,Thanks My dear Friend 🙂