SPRINKLE
Today's reading: Exodus 28-30

"Then take some of the blood from the altar and mix it with some of the anointing oil. Sprinkle it on Aaron and his sons and on their clothes. In this way, they and their clothing will be set apart as holy to the Lord." Exodus 29:21 NLT

Sprinkle-to scatter in drops or particles; to scatter over; to scatter a liquid in fine drops; to rain lightly in scattered drops.

Wait a minute!

After reading the detailed, specific pattern, plans and designs for the priestly clothing, I cannot believe God would ask them to sprinkle blood all over them.

The fine linen cloth. The embroidery work. The specially dyed yarns. The gold chains. The chest piece holding the precious stones. The brilliant blue cloth. The gold bells. The pomegranates. The tassels. Even the special underwear.

Blood?

Staining blood?

The hard work. The time and effort. The attention to detail. The tired eyes of the older ladies who I am sure did some of the more intricate stitching.

And to sprinkle blood on it?

And yet it was God's command.

I think about my own life. How I want to keep areas of it 'clean' from His blood. How I am working so hard to 'fix' it on my own. How I know, down deep, that He's given me skills, talents, abilities, to keep it unstained for Him. The habits I've broken. The bad attitudes I've pushed aside, or so I thought.

And still He asks me to allow Him to sprinkle His blood over my hard work. Over my sequestered areas. Over my well thought out plans and ideas. Over my patched and plastered broken-ness.

Sprinkle me, Lord.