Tuesday, December 17, 2013

                                                                                    Not Guilty
                                               “Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation;
                                                                     the old has gone, the new has come”

                             II Corinthians 5:17

Once there was a girl who didn’t know how much God loved her…until one horrible, wonderful day. She got caught—red-handed! Everyone said, “ She should die for this. We really got her this time. We always knew she was no good .”
  
There was a problem, however. Jesus just happened to be there. Everyone stopped and listened, “ If you are perfect, if you have never done anything wrong—go ahead—kill her.” Well, they all walked away, one by one.

Then only Jesus and the girl were left. Looking into His eyes of liquid love, she knew no one could love her more than this lovely Jesus.  He set her on her two feet again, “I do not condemn you. You are free. I love and forgive you...completely.” How happy she was. She was forgiven. She was brand new.
 
One of your enemy’s goals is to make you feel guilty. He stirs your bad memories and taunts, “You’re such a looser.”

You aren’t supposed to live like that. Jesus took all your sins. When you make a mistake come to Him. Tell Him everything and get forgiveness. Then your enemy will run. 

Adam and Eve were so ashamed after they disobeyed God. They tried to hide, but He found them. He found them because He loved them. He found them because He had forgiveness for them. And He found them because He still had a plan for them. 

                                      “God is faithful and reliable. If we confess our sins,
                      he forgives them and cleanses us from everything we've done wrong”
                                                                  I John 1:9 GW
        Dear Lord,   
        I am not afraid to talk to You about my mistakes...about anything.

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