Removal Of My Trash

I know from the start this post will be somewhat odd. However, my brain seems to think at the moment there is some validity to the process. It has become my job since the boys left home to gather the garbage together and place in the big green city owned garbage container. Each time I put trash in and bag it up, I think to myself how nice it is to gather all that garbage up and put it in a container. Then, twice a week, this "big garbage truck" (as my grandson Kendon calls it) comes by and takes all that garbage away. And here is the deal: I never see it again; never deal with it again; never really knows what happens with it - it just goes far, far away. What a great feeling every time I hear that truck roll up and minutes later drive away. I like that. Well, it a very strange sense when I think of what God does with my sins, He removes them as far as the east is from the west (Psalm 103:12) and they go out of sight. It should be a wonderful feeling to receive forgiveness and to know that our loving Father takes away the garbage in our lives and leaves us pure and whole. Thank you Father. Looking forward to a wonderful Lord's day tomorrow. Preaching on "The Drawing Power Of The Cross"; preaching at Morriston, FL Sunday evening. That was my second work following Trenton. Spent a year there.