As a little kid I recall a Saturday night family tradition...shining the Sunday dress shoes. Dad would lay out the old newspaper, take out the polish, rag and brush and begin the process. My brother and I would sit down and watch and at some point we were allowed to shine our own shoes. What fun to smell the shoe polish and watch dads big hand go down inside the shoe to brace for the next action.
He would pick up the can of polish and spit into the can to moisten the hardened polish. With the other hand he took the rag, dipped it into the polish and get the rag coated with the dark goo! He'd rub it on the leather and then take another rag and wipe off the excess polish. Then the magic brushing effect took place. That part was the most fun for me...making the shoes shine and glisten.
The process was about looking your best. You covered over the scuff marks, the damaged leather. You made the old look new.
That is what God did for us in Jesus. He made the old look new. We still notice the scuff marks but God only sees shiny and glistening lives. He took the ragged, torn and tattered lives of his children and with Jesus made us new, whole, complete. Perfect. For Jesus, it was not his spit but his blood.
Praise God for doing what we could not do. Give him your life and let him work his transformational process. His shine lasts forever!