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And they have defeated him by the blood of the Lamb and by their testimony. And they did not love their lives so much that they were afraid to die.
Revelation 12:11 NLT
“There is therefore now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus,” Romans 8:1
Isn’t that just the most comforting verse? I hold onto these precious words tightly as I journey through this life. No condemnation, total forgiveness, unconditional love. Sometimes, I still have to remind myself that this amazing promise is mine to keep. It’s taken quite a long time for me to finally accept this incredible truth.
I was not raised in the church, but my father taught me and my three sisters to know God through the Bible at home. Due to some unpleasant church experiences, I grew up fearing God more than loving Him, wary of organized religion and church rituals. This was a great foundation, but as I grew into an adult, I kept God in a box, my prayers stale and rote, without a personal relationship with Him or His son. Even when I struggled at my lowest point with pre and post partum depression, I did not really give my heart over in trust, not completely. I still thought I could manage things on my own, in my own way.
I taught my own children about God, and Jesus, but still I was distrustful of church. I was certain that I could teach them all the fundamentals they might need. That all changed when the Twin Towers fell during 9-11. At that moment, as I watched on TV as the firefighters run into the towers just before they collapsed, I knew that my casual home instruction wasn’t enough for my kids. My husband was in the fire service and it hit us hard watching those New York brothers and sisters engulfed by the massive evil of terrorism. The message was clear to me then. This is a dark and dangerous world. My two girls needed to be part of a church family.
After some searching, we finally landed in a congregation. I was hungry for the teaching, but even so, every time the communion plate was offered I would excuse myself before it was passed to me. I was still not ready to take that step of surrender. Then one Sunday, I felt the presence of Jesus as that communion plate came towards me. He invited me to trust in him and put my fears aside. For the first time, I did not run. A middle-aged mother of two, I took communion for the first time, and from that day forward, I’ve been doing my best to walk with Jesus by my side. It’s not easy and I stumble on a daily basis, but I understand now that Jesus loves me unconditionally, whether I deserve it or not. I try to relay that message in my books. Jesus is love and life for everyone. This world is so very quick to condemn, to judge, to cut each other down, but that is not the way of Jesus. I hope and pray that you all feel that strongly today and if you should forget, like I do sometimes, may the words of Romans 8:1 will help you remember. God bless you, my friends.