Psalm 25:7, "Remember not the sins of my youth and my rebellious ways; according to Your love remember me, for You are good, O Lord."
I remember the first time I drove to Colorado by myself with kids in tow. We were in Boulder and had stopped at McDonalds. Yeah, so I was poor and they were young...don't judge. I called my mom on the phone and apologized for how horrible I acted when I was a kid. She didn't remember any of it. The truth probably lay somewhere in between. I wasn't as bad as I thought, and I definitely wasn't as good as she thought. But her memory was kind and I am grateful.
I have sinned HUGE in my life. It disgusts me and shames me. But it's not my identity. It is not who I am in Christ. My labels of: gossip, liar, lustful, angry, etc... were erased and stamped with "Holy, Righteous, and Redeemed"
When I confessed that Jesus was Lord, believed God raised Him from the dead and asked for forgiveness for my sins, I was washed white. God no longer recalls the sins of my youth, but in His infinite love remembers me. I heard it put so sweetly in my BSF notes this week, "God knows your faith, your weakness, your love and, if you are a believer, how He will transform you to make you like His Son....He loves you NOW as though you have already reached the perfection He has promised."
What a good, good Father.
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