Heb.10:1,2 – For the Law, since it has only a shadow of the good things to come and not the form of those things itself, can never, by the same sacrifices which they offer continually every year, make those who approach perfect. Otherwise, would they not have ceased to be offered, because the worshipers, having once been cleansed, would no longer have had consciousness of sins?

One of the nagging problems that we have in our human experience is our guilty conscience. Things we have have done or said, past disappointments and devastated dreams hang in our brains like skeletons haunting us and keeping us in some kind of a prison. The Old Testament sacrifices and ordinances had no power to cleanse our sin stained conscience. The New Testament is quite different. The blood of Jesus not only removes our sinfulness from before the Lord, it removes it from our conscience. This is the power of the blood of Jesus, the guilt and shame is removed from our hearts so that we can serve the Lord with a totally clear conscience. This is how Andrew Murray describes this.

“Let us be content with no easy human exposition, by which we are content to count the ordinary low experience of the slothful Christian— the hope of being pardoned, as an adequate fulfillment of what God means by the promises of the perfect conscience. Let us seek to know the blessing in its heavenly power. The worshippers once cleansed would have had no more conscience of sins. This is the perfect conscience—when there is no more conscience of sins—a conscience that, once cleansed in the same power in which the blood was once shed, knows how completely sin has been put away out of that sphere of spiritual fellowship with God to which it has found access.”

This is the miracle of miracles; no matter where you have been or what you have done you are clean. I first began to taste the edge of this when I was about eight years old. I was looking at an album jacket and listening to the music of Ernie Ford singing with the prison choir from San Quentin. I remember looking at these men in their prison garb singing, “Whiter than snow, whiter than snow. Wash me and I will be whiter than snow”. That’s it! Jesus has washed away my sin and I am whiter than snow.

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