The former owners let the huge above-ground pool disintegrate. By the time my nephew got his hands on it, it seemed useless. Still, not in Bert’s eyes. He layered the floor with just the right kind of soil, then dug, designed and installed a beautiful garden.
The Pool of Siloam, which covered almost an acre, is the reverse of Bert’s pool. It used to be a place of miracles.
And He said to him, Go, wash in the Pool of Siloam—which means Sent. So he went and washed, and came back seeing. (John 9:7, AMP)
After Jerusalem was destroyed, the Pool of Siloam gradually filled with dirt and disappeared until recently unearthed by an archaeological dig team.
Are we lost, buried under the weight of our own dirty secret sins? The Savior waits patiently for us to submit willingly to the dig.
Prayer- Lord, we are ashamed of where we have been and what we have become. We offer ourselves to you with full expectation of your grace. For the Christ who washes clean. Amen.
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