What is white for?

I wonder why God thought of white.

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White sand, so blinding in midday heat that it shimmers as diamonds against a turquoise sea.

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White swans, glowing, lucent, almost incandescent in winter moonlight, gliding effortlessly over pools of liquid navy.

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Or snowy owls, dressed in downy softness, faces punctuated by burning amber eyes, adorned with black-fleck crowns.

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And rare white lion cubs, bundled in baby fluff, alert, learning, heart-grabbing.

Magnificent all.

And yet. None of these compare. Not in a millionth do they compare to the flame-hot white we’ll see on that day. On that day, the white of His horse will radiate power and strength we’d never dared imagine. The white our eyes were created to behold will be unveiled: Jesus, named Faithful and True, the white horse’s rider, will appear. And in that moment, we’ll grasp that all other whites were given as the prelude, the pointer, calling us toward His blazing glory.

On that day, we’ll know what white is for.

Then I saw heaven opened, and a white horse was standing there. Its rider was named Faithful and True, for he judges fairly and wages a righteous war. His eyes were like flames of fire, and on his head were many crowns. A name was written on him that no one understood except himself. He wore a robe dipped in blood, and his title was the Word of God. The armies of heaven, dressed in the finest of pure white linen, followed him on white horses. From his mouth came a sharp sword to strike down the nations. He will rule them with an iron rod. He will release the fierce wrath of God, the Almighty, like juice flowing from a wine press. On his robe at his thigh was written this title: KING OF ALL KINGS AND LORD OF ALL LORDS. (Rev. 19: 11-16)

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About Jill

I'm a wife, mom to three beautiful children, and currently work at two jobs for which I'm very grateful -- part-time at my kids' school, and as children's ministry director at Redeemer PCA in Athens, GA, a place our family treasures as our church home. It's been thirty years since the Lord saved me, and to this day I'm astounded at His steadfast love shed upon unfaithful me. My hope would be that I might speak and write in ways God would use to soften hearts toward Him, that we would together be enamored by the glorious beauty of Jesus and awakened to His love unimagined. Thanks so much for reading!
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