clothespins

I bought a package of wooden clothespins at Target the other day. This was written on the package:

there's something rather magical about ironing. you take your rumpled-up life. spritz a little water on it. run an iron over it. and presto. everything's new again. the wrinkles of yesterday have vanished right before your very eyes. and there you are. looking fresh. feeling sharp. ready to take on the world.

Nevermind the bad grammar, lack of capitalization, and the fact that this little ditty would have been more appropriate on the packaging for, say, an iron than on packing for clothespins. What really snagged my attention as I was reading this was the fact that I was reading, in essence, the salvation story (with a few key changes, of course). Jesus takes our rumpled-up life, atones for it with his blood and gives us the Holy Spirit, and presto. Everything's new again. The sin of yesterday has vanished, and there we are. A clean start, feeling sharp, ready to take on the world.

I just think it's kind of ironic (no pun intended)... people are looking for salvation on clothespins, but they're not going to find it there.