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Sick Day

I've had this weird battle going on...I've been afraid to open the Word.  As if when I do, I'll be so overcome with conviction because I don't love God enough or in the way I should love Him.  True, at this state, I don't love Christ as I ought to; but there's gotta be something wrong with this picture.

Oh yeah, Alicia Christine, you are a child of God.  (See John 1:12)   

What?  You mean, I have been selling the gospel short?  NOT to make this a man-centered gospel, but I have been believing the lie that I have to do, and do, and DO just to be okay with our Heavenly Father.  Suddenly, I  pictured myself with my hair all greasy (not hard to imagine right now), and dirt/mud/blood/oil/grease--yes, all the disgusting elements of filth contaminating my skin, at the foot of God's throne.  But, I didn't feel shame because of Who was standing next to me.  How cool!?  Very. 

"Therefore, brothers, since we have confidence to enter the Most Holy Place by the blood of Jesus, by a new and living way opened for us through the curtain, that is, his body, and since we have a great priest over the house of God, let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having us hold unswervingly to the hope we profess, for he who promised is faithful."--Hebrews 10:19-23

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  1. Brooke B.March 20, 2011 at 12:40 AM

    Leash I love this post! I have loved all of them. Thank you for sharing so freely from Your heart. Praise God that it is not what we know but WHO we know that makes us worthy to come. He is so incredible--when we could not reach mercy, mercy came running!

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