Hot words spoken in anger. A higher path not taken, and there you have it: a crime scene, or more properly a ‘sin’ scene desperately roped off from the rest of polite society. An underbelly that would do well to remain unexposed.
Not keeping crime (sin) statistics, I don’t know what the tally is, but once again, the serial killer of sin strikes and there is a mess to deal with.
Perhaps it’s the sheer number of crime procedural shows on television – NCIS, CSI, NYPD Blue, Law & Order – but when I examine the scene of one of my moral failings, it evokes a crime scene.
Blood. Shell casings. Spilled coffee. Garbage. And a plastic barrier separating the scene from the public for detectives to manage and investigate.
Why do I investigate the scene of the crime? To catch the killer (sin) and make sure it never strikes again. To pick apart the elements of the sin and analyse how it happened to try to make sure it doesn’t happen again.
And yet it keeps on happening.
Apart from the detectives, one of the aspects of crime that might make an interesting television series is the crime scene cleaners: the clean-up of blood, bodily fluids and other potentially infectious materials. This is known in the business as CTS decon.
I’m not sure whether Mike Rowe has ever gotten his hands dirty on a job like this, but the fact that people have this all sussed out is in one way admirable, but also kind of creepy.
The idea of mounds of bio-hazardous material for disposal evokes for me Isaiah’s message to Israel, that their righteous acts are considered as filthy rags. (Isaiah 64:6).
A perpetual crime scene is the default state of our hearts, but we clean it up and pretend that everything is sanitized. This pretence, this self-righteousness, is where the idea of filthy rags comes from.
It’s a mess that we cannot handle. I think it’s extremely interesting (and counter-intuitive) that in God’s way of doing things, it’s the blood of Christ that cleanses us.
Walking in the light and letting our sins be known to God (who knows anyway, so why are we trying to hide in some Adamic fail?) results in his blood cleansing us:
It’s a lesson that I have to learn regularly – to be honest with God and stop trying to hide the evidence, and adios the blood and gore. In His great mercy, he applies the blood of Christ and the scene of that crime against God (the crucifixion) means that my particular crime scene is cleansed.
In the same vein as Mike Rowe’s television series ‘Dirty Jobs’ you might say that God gets his hands mussed by doing the dirty job of cleaning up our lives. You’ve got to be impressed with that level of mercy.