You Can Never Rub It Out

One pleasant afternoon a lady was sitting with her little son, a light-haired boy, five years of age. The mother was sick, and the child had left his play to stay with her, and was amusing himself with printing his name with a pencil on paper. Suddenly his busy fingers stopped. He had made a mistake, and wetting his finger he tried again and again to rub out the mark, as he had been accustomed to do on his slate.
“My son,” said his mother, “do you know that God writes down all you do in a book? He writes every naughty word, every disobedient act, every time you indulge in a temper, and shake your shoulders, or pout your lips; and, my boy, you can never rub it out.”
The little bow’s face grew very red, and in a moment tears Tan down his cheeks. His mother looked earnestly on him, but she said nothing more. At length he came softly to her side and threw his arms round her neck, and whispered, “Can the blood of Jesus rub it out?” This little boy had been well taught; Christ’s blood alone can blot out our sins, for it is written in God’s Holy Word, “The blood of Jesus Christ, His Son, cleanseth us from all sin.”
But our young friends may ask, how does blood cleanse from all sin? The answer is very simple: blood means death, and judgment, the penalty God has put on sin is death; but Christ died instead of us; He shed his life-blood on the cross for sinners, and the moment by faith we see ourselves linked with Christ, crucified with Him there, that moment we see that our sins were judged, and put away Forever, so that we are now “freed,” or justified, or cleansed from all of sin’s guilt, and stain, and judgment. Seeing that it thus takes death and judgment to blot out sin, how we should hate sin, and turn from it, and see what a terrible matter even one sin is.