After the election I am going to take a long, hot, bubble bath. I will soak in that tub. I will soak to remove all the mud from this election.
I will soak to remove all the crud and dirt that accosts me in almost every waking hour. I will scrub and wash and then wash again.
I will scrub away Facebook hatred.
I will scrub away op-ed bias.
I will scrub away nasty names that are given to those who disagree.
I will scrub away lies, spin, incivility,
And as the water goes out of the tub, so will go all the dirt and grime of politics into the sewage system, only to be dug up in four years.
And I’ll get out of the tub, dry off, and spray Tresor from Lancome on my body. And the world will seem a little brighter and cleaner with all that political crud gone.
Because I have my own bias and hatred and meanness and stupidity – my stuff that needs scrubbing.
I’ll be clean at least for a little while.
Until I find something else that will make me dirty.
Because that’s what I tend to do.
And that’s why I love God so much. Because he entered into a world that was not bubble-bath clean. He entered into a world that was name-calling ugly. A world of Roman politics and tax collectors who cheated people and people who betrayed others for bags of silver. A world that didn’t know how much it needed clean, how much it needed beauty, how much it needed God Incarnate.
And He loved that world, and still does. Because we haven’t changed all that much in these 2000 years.
We still need long, hot, bubble baths for human clean, and God Incarnate for real, deep-down heart clean.