I lay in bed and I started crying. And not the few tears running down my face
crying, it was the full-blown sobs where you choke on your tears because you
can no longer control it sobbing. It
felt as if my tears had bubbled up from the very depths of my soul and that
they would never stop. And as I cried I
was screaming in my head, “GOD FORGIVE ME, please make it stop, PLEASE forgive
me.”
And as I lay there falling apart I had a moment of
clarity. It is not God who is holding my
sins against me; it is me who cannot let go of them.
Have I sinned? Yes,
more times than I can even count. Do I
still sin? Of course I do. I know that there are natural consequences to
my sins, some that I deal with daily – yet God offers forgiveness and He offers
grace. He does not use that sin against
us. And that forgiveness and grace is
not dependent on who I am, but on whom He is.
When I sin Jesus is not staring at me in disgust, He is
looking at me with love and compassion and forgiveness. He is waiting for me to ask for forgiveness
and come to Him and to lay it all at His feet.
And He forgives my sin. Right
then and there, and He lets go of it.
And I need to let go of it too.
My prayer is that I learn to let it go, that I learn to find
freedom in the love and grace of Jesus.
And I pray that if anyone else ever feels this way that they to will
find His love and grace and learn to be free from the heavy weight of their
sins.