Whoever conceals his transgressions will not prosper, but he who confesses and forsakes them will obtain mercy.
Do you need to hear this? This is wisdom. This is God's for-your-good wisdom. Naturally, we want to hide our sin and sin wants us to hide. But it's dangerous there in the dark. Concealing your sin doesn't make it go away. It doesn't bring relief. There's no mercy there.
So, here comes the God who is light, knocking on the door of your hiding place. It's scares you. It causes you to jump. You want to pretend no one's home so he'll give up and move along. But then he says these words. Go ahead. Read them again.
If you're tired enough of hiding. If you're weary enough of faking. If you're aware enough of who's at the door to know Jesus died to obtain this undeserved mercy being promised. If. Then you might just open the door in humble repentance. And guess what you'll find?
Handcuffs? The spiritual equivalent of the Divine Policeman reading you your Miranda rights? No. You'll actually SEE the cuffs on you. And you'll watch him break them open and set you free.
What will you find when you emerge from hiding? Only mercy. Only the warm light of mercy shining into your cold self-made cell. Only the fresh breeze of mercy wafting into the stale air of your concealment container. Only the smile of a merciful Father who loves when his kids trust him and find freedom.
So, here comes the God who is light, knocking on the door of your hiding place. It's scares you. It causes you to jump. You want to pretend no one's home so he'll give up and move along. But then he says these words. Go ahead. Read them again.
If you're tired enough of hiding. If you're weary enough of faking. If you're aware enough of who's at the door to know Jesus died to obtain this undeserved mercy being promised. If. Then you might just open the door in humble repentance. And guess what you'll find?
Handcuffs? The spiritual equivalent of the Divine Policeman reading you your Miranda rights? No. You'll actually SEE the cuffs on you. And you'll watch him break them open and set you free.
What will you find when you emerge from hiding? Only mercy. Only the warm light of mercy shining into your cold self-made cell. Only the fresh breeze of mercy wafting into the stale air of your concealment container. Only the smile of a merciful Father who loves when his kids trust him and find freedom.
Live out in the open. There's no mercy in the darkness.
Walk in the light. It’s the place where mercy shines bright.
Walk in the light. It’s the place where mercy shines bright.
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