“A little dab’ll do ya,” Max thought with a smile on his face as he pulled his clothes from the washing machine. He didn’t know why that old Brylcreem slogan came to his mind each Sunday morning when he religiously did the laundry. It made him feel good to say it, so who cared about the why of it. Some people went to church to feel clean, Max washed his clothes.
Last night was the typical weekend of boys being boys with his buddies. Max worked hard during the week, walked the proverbial ‘straight and narrow’ his grandmother always talked about, but he deserved some good, clean fun on the weekends, even if it left him a little dirty. The evening began with a stop at the market for a case of Budweiser. There were a few beers and tacos at the local bar. After that a few more beers, a bit of dancing or pool, and some girls. The night would still be young by 3 in the morning when anything could yet happen.
After each Saturday night Max would see that his clothes were washed clean the next morning. He couldn’t explain it, but it seemed the right thing to do after a night with his buddies and an overnight house guest or two. It was almost as if washing his clothes was a magical exercise: A little water and everything was like new. A little dunk in the water cleaned everything up … until the next Friday and Saturday nights when his ritual would begin all over again.
Jackson and Mitchell, his best friends, thought he was corny, but they were an easy going lot. “To each his own,” they’d tell each other.
As he folded the clothes he’d worn the night before, Max thought to himself that someone ought to invent clothes that were permanently clean. They already came up with permanent press, so why not permanent clean? Well, if he had a gazillion dollars and the brains, that’s what he’d do. Someday. A guy’s gotta think ahead, you know. In the meantime, he’d religiously keep up his self-cleaning ritual. He’d clean his own clothes and hope something would one day change.
Though your sins be as scarlet, they shall be white as snow; though they are red like crimson, they shall be as wool (Isaiah 1:18). Behold! The Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world (John 1:29).
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