The story is told of a young girl in the highlands of Scotland who came one day to her church to make her confession of faith and to be received into membership. On being asked some hard, theological questions, according to the custom in those days, she felt herself unable to answer all, and at last burst into tears. But, looking up through tear-dimmed eyes, she said:

“Oh, sir, I cannot explain it, but I know it. It seems to me it is like the washing of the sheep in yonder brook. We take them into the flowing stream, and hold them there till all the dirt has been cleansed from the wool. We cannot tell where the water comes from or where it goes, but we know that the fleece is cleansed. I cannot explain it, but I know the blood of Jesus Christ cleanseth me from sin.”

We may know that we are accepted of God, and that our sins have been washed away in the blood of the Lamb; but we may not be able to explain it all.

By N.P. Neilsen, Signs of the Times, October 10, 1939. With permission from Dale E. Galusha Pacific Press Ministries dalgal@pacificpress.com