Encouragement

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I stood in the courtyard, cringing as the angry, jeering voices hurled their accusations at me. Spitting. Finger-pointing. Pounding their fists, they are demanding that justice be served.

Then He knelt and began writing in the sand. I could not see what he was writing, tears filled my eyes and blinded me from focusing. One by one, my accusers left. He bid me look into his eyes, and simply asked me one question: “where are your accusers?” I had no answer. “Then go, and sin no more.”

A half an hour ago I had been dragged to the courtyard by an angry crowd. I was pre-tried and found guilty, and my death by stoning was imminent. A done-deal, or so they thought

But now I am free. Free! Not just free from this crime, but truly free! Oh what a glorious feeling.

I heard him writing in the sand. What He wrote, I will never know. Now, again I hear writing – a pen writing on scratchy paper. I can barely make it out – wait, it is my name! My name, written in blood – His blood. The Lamb who takes away the sin of the world has written my name in the book of life! This writing cannot be erased, cannot be forged. My identity in Him can never be stolen. In Him, I am forgiven. In Him, I am free.

I am my Beloved’s and He is mine.



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