Today, I imagined myself as a sponge below the feet of Christ on Calvary’s cross. I was placed there by Grace. I imagined myself absorbing every drop of blood which fell from my savior. I felt the Holy Spirit gently squeezing me, and after each squeeze the religious stains began to seep through and fall away. Because of Christ’s blood sacrifice, I now have the freedom to be the sponge I was always meant to be: a sponge that soaks up the Grace of God and wrings itself out upon others.