Can we be honest about some things? Really, painfully honest? My story doesn’t look the way I thought it would. I made some stops along the way that I wish I hadn’t. When I look back, I shudder at some of the choices I made, and if I let my mind dwell there for any time at all, I could become easily convinced that those choices define me.
But they don’t.
You see, Jesus went to the cross and died for my sins. He redeemed my past. He washed away my shame. I don’t have to carry regret any longer. I don’t have to cringe when people ask about those dark days because, you see—– light broke forth.
Not long ago, I was standing in the kitchen at a friend’s house talking about how much I wanted to be there for one of my kiddo’s events when I had an epiphany. I needed to be perfect. I needed to attend every event. No matter how sick I was, I had to be the perfect mom, the perfect wife, the perfect everything because I had to make up for the choices I’d made in the past. I had to redeem myself.
Ever felt that way?
Can I set you free? You can’t redeem yourself. And you don’t have to. That’s what the cross was for. I can’t and I don’t have to earn redemption because my savior already did it. All I have to do is walk in it. He washed away the shame of all my yesterdays.
Here’s how good our God is- what the devil means for harm he uses for our good. (Romans 8:28) So, those things that the devil hoped would bind us and destroy us, keep us locked up and ashamed forever—– when we surrender them to the Lord and allow him to redeem them, he adds them to our ministry tool belt using them to free others.
You see, whom the son sets free is free indeed. (John 8:36) – free to be used by God and to set others free.
If today you are carrying around the shame and regret of yesterday, can I remind you that he has washed away the shame of yesterday? Lay it down. Walk in the freedom and redemption purchased for you on the cross.
Go tag someone else. Share the good news that they don’t have to carry that shame a moment longer. There is no demand of perfection, just an invitation to love and be loved…