Jesus came to take away my sins and restore my relationship to God the Father. I am not innocent, but He is. He took my place on the cross and when I accept this gift, God will see Jesus in me. When God finds in me Jesus’ holiness and purity, I am made whole. My sins are hidden behind Him. I can only see Him and His merciful love for me while He sees me through Jesus. Is there a greater gift?
I can never be holy on my own. I cannot walk in perfect love and truth and peace, only my Lord can do that through me. My burden is to let Him. I must humble myself to His magnificence and, like a cloud, become transparent to Him, moving only according to His breath and turning each molecule of my being to His light, letting it pour through me onto my life and others’. Is there a labor more beautiful?
Sometimes I feel like I must beg Jesus to wash me again and again. Then I consider this: I’m walking along a path with Jesus, holding His hand in joy. I utter something sinful and let go of His hand, fall to the ground and cry and beg for His forgiveness. He stands above me a loving countenance and I imagine Him to say, hand outstretched, “Child, I hear you. I’ve forgiven you. Will you join Me again so we can continue together?” Is there a more merciful love?
And everyone who has this hope fixed on Him purifies himself, just as He is pure. 1 John 3:3
Meeting God at the Park 