Jesus freed me from guilt.
Romans 8:1-2
There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit. For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus hath made me free from the law of sin and death.
Have you ever been hounded by guilt, the kind that keeps you awake at night and dogs you through out the day? Have you ever, just not been able to let go of the things you have done?
The good news is that in Jesus, we are freed from guilt before God for our sin.
In Jesus I am free from the guilt of my sin because Jesus took my place on the cross and died in my place. Because of Christ's sacrifice, God has forgiven me. If God has forgiven me, I can also forgive myself for the sins I have committed.
If I do stumble and slip and sin, then I can come to God, confess my sin, and He will forgive me and I can move back into fellowship with Him.
While, there are still consequences of sinful actions and at times God has to discipline us, still we can sleep at night knowing that our guilt has been washed away under the blood of Jesus.
Jesus is indeed the "Hound of Heaven." When I had turned away from Him in my teens, he tracked me down and wouldn't let me go.
I know He has been with me through times of depression that were so dark, I never thought the morning would come again.
He has sustained me through the loss of my career, providing for me financially. (Always just enough with none to spare and most often at the last minute)
When I was diagnosed with a large tumor, I went into surgery not knowing that my doctor (one of the best gynecological oncologists in the country) had given me a two percent chance of survival. My church, friends and family were praying. The surgeon was quite unprepared for what he found when he opened me up. The forty-pound ovarian tumor had several lobes to it, but they were all contained in a tough membrane. That membrane prevented the cancer cells from spreading anywhere else in my body and when I came out of surgery, my doctor gave me a two percent chance of the cancer returning. He had never seen anything quite like it before.
And He is with me now, even when I rage against Him, as I face caring for my Mom as her health declines and her mind and memory fail.
Gray-gowned Patience sits at home and weaves the stuff they wear. Nancy Byrd Turner
"Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and it may be necessary from time to time to give a stupid or misinformed beholder a black eye."
