Clean Hands

This morning, I was looking up a song for a dear friend, and as I let the rest of the album play, this song came on.

And as the song played, I grabbed Evelyn and we danced across the living room.

Because the truth is...

No matter how hard I try, I cannot get the dirt off of me to be worthy enough to stand

 in the presence of the Lord. 

Who may ascend to the hill of the Lord?

Or who may stand in His holy place?

He who has clean hands and a pure heart.

Psalm 24:1-4

But through Jesus, through His atoning sacrifice, 

my hands become clean, and my heart pure. 

That He might present it to himself a glorious church, not having spot, or wrinkle, or any such thing; but that it should be holy and without blemish.

Ephesians 5:27

And it's really awesome, because just last night, with a group of believers, we washed our hands together in anointing oil before we entered into prayer and worship and communion, as a symbol to remind ourselves that we have been declared clean! and worthy! by the blood of the Lamb to approach His throne and stand in His presence.

I love these lyrics from our dear friend - 

You have ripped down the veil

and ushered us in,

into Your presence!

So I CAN stand in the presence of the Lord every single day!

Yes, I screw up. I sin. We all do. 

We ask God to search our hearts and reveal the sin to us, so we can deal with them properly.
Search me and know my heart O God. See if there is any wrong thing in me.

And Christ, at the cross, paid for it ALL - past, present, and future - so we can have
clean hands and a pure heart to stand in His presence.

So yes, we danced. Danced because I don't have to try my hardest to scrub the dirt off -
Christ did it for me!
Danced, because in the presence of the Lord, there is joy!