“…thou shalt wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.”
I used to breeze on by this phrase in Psalm 50, tucked in between so many others. My childhood home was New England; I grew up with snow, so I know more about it than some, perhaps.
So here’s the thing about snow: it is truly brilliant. A quiet, snow-covered evening is luminescent–you can walk in the dark with a clear path before you. Mere starlight is enough to take you places on a snowy winter walk. Snow illuminates the dark places.
But, snow is also painfully blinding. In the noon of the day, you have to shield yourself from the power of its light. And that power is just a reflection of the originating light.
When God washes us, cleanses us, and renews us, we are made so clean that we can clearly reflect that powerful love all around. We can illuminate dark places.