Aw, the joys of childhood. We have those wonderful moments we will never forget no matter how hard we try. Mine is my mother’s Spit Bath. Yeah, you heard me right, Spit Bath. If we were out somewhere like church or the store, I got them quite frequently. I was a tomboy and I got stuff on my face all the time. It drove my mother crazy. She’d make me sit still while she spit on a Kleenex and wiped my face off. I call it stuff because it could have been anything from dirt to chocolate. There were a couple of times my mother couldn’t figure what I had gotten into. I liked to think of that as a special talent. J
“If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness.” 1 John 1:9 (NIV)
They came to Bethsaida, and some people brought a blind man and begged Jesus to touch him. He took the blind man by the hand and led him outside the village. When he had spit on the man’s eyes and put his hands on him, Jesus asked, “Do you see anything?” Mark 8:22-23 (NIV)
*Special thank you to my friend and Coworker Susan Bradley for remembering these spit verses.