Rag Doll

“All of us have become like one who is unclean, and our righteous acts are like filthy rags” (Isaiah 64:6).
A missionary to Australia recalls the long trip, and how exhausted his three-year-old daughter Rosemary was. Upon arriving at Melbourne, a woman welcomed her with a little rag doll. The girl buried her face in the doll’s limbs and wept. But the next morning, she was fine, and she grew attached to the doll.
Like Linus’s blanket or Radar’s teddy bear, it was her constant companion. Cleaning it was difficult because the protruding bits and pieces were hard to clean, and well, because she never let go of it!
She even took it to college. To the casual observer, it was just a pile of rags, but if you loved Rosemary, you loved the doll.
They were a package deal!
God loves a lot of “rag dolls.” Drug addicts, drunks, embezzlers, sinners. It’s outrageous the people he loves! And he loves us, for we all carry a little rag doll around, filled with the tears and grime of living.
Churches carry rag dolls around; the weak, the faint hearted, the needy. But if we love the church, we must love her rag dolls, too. It’s a package deal. You see if we love the little girl, we must love the rag doll, too.

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