To the girl who thinks because of her past sins that she doesn’t deserve a godly man:
My dear, dear sister.
I love you.
I really do.
I know… I don’t know you.
But, you are my sister in Christ. I love you for who you are. I love you for the identity you have in Jesus. And that’s that.
Maybe you have made mistakes.
Maybe you have gone too far.
Maybe you have indulged in too much.
It’s okay. My friend, it’s okay.
It means you are human.
We all are.
It means you’ve made mistakes.
We all have.
It means you have sinned. But nothing that the cross can’t fix, right?
Look to Jesus.
My dear, dear sister,
Hear this in my sweet voice, with a soft heart:
Do you know who Jesus is?
Do you know what Jesus did?
Do you know what Jesus does in your heart?
Rather, my dear friend, do you believe it?
Redemption is for you.
Grace is for you.
Forgiveness is for you.
Jesus is for you.
Redemption is not some mythical principle.
It is not a feel-good remedy.
It is not an invisible, unchanging, weak theory.
It’s not just an idea. Or a word. Or a concept.
Redemption is here. It’s real. It’s raw. It’s powerful. It’s life changing. It’s radical. It’s for you.
The eyes that are reading this right now are the same eyes that Jesus gazes into and says, “I do not condemn you. Your sins are forgiven.”
The heart meditating on these words right now is the same heart that Jesus washed from crimson to white. Pure white.
The person reading this right now is the same person that our sweet Jesus lavishes grace upon. Pours it. Blankets it. Showers it. All on you. Covering you. Surrounding you. You’re sinking in it. Overwhelming, overflowing.
And the One doing this… friends, this is the King.
This is the Lord.
The One that has the power to condemn you… doesn’t.
Instead, He redeems you.
And there is power in redemption.
Power to make our very God walk in the dirt of this world.
Power to hang our God on a tree, piercing nails through his very flesh hands.
Power to keep him there until He cried out, “It is finished.”
Power to shake the earth and make thunder boom.
Power to tear the veil in two. Right down the middle.
Power to raise divine flesh from the grave.
Power to cover you in the crimson blood of Jesus, making you white.
That’s the power of redemption.
My dear sister, you are redeemed.
If you believe Jesus Christ died for your sins, only to be raised to life in victory, you are redeemed.
You are no longer a slave to your sin.
You are no longer chained to your past.
You are no longer bound to your mistakes.
My dear sister, hear me when I say this: You are redeemed.
Friends, I am going to be incredibly blunt. Like, prepare yourself because a total Paul-moment is coming. (I obsess over the sassiness and bluntness of Paul, the apostle. We’ll talk more about this later.)
But, hear this:
If you are not a virgin, that does not mean you do not deserve a godly husband.
If you are not a virgin, or even just sexually impure for that matter, that does not mean you are worthless nor unworthy.
It does not mean you have wasted yourself.
It absolutely does not mean you are unlovable.
My dear, dear sister. You are redeemed.
If God forgives you, so will a Godly man.
Because Jesus doesn’t ask us to forgive others. He demands it.
Because that’s the whole essence of the cross: forgiveness.
Because you are not the same person you were.
Because now, because of Jesus, you are no longer defined by sin.
You are now pure white. You are holy. You are blameless.
You. Are. Restored.
Completely restored. In every aspect.
I feel as though there are no words to accurately describe the intense, the burning, the powerful thing that is redemption.
It’s liberating. It’s freeing. It’s humbling. It’s raw. It’s beautiful, perfectly beautiful. It shines. It loves. It praises. It renews. It screams yet it whispers. It gives life. It bursts with joy. It sings in harmony. It’s identity.
The power of redemption.
And it’s for you.
I want to scream this from a mountain.
I want to jump out of the screen and look you in the eyes.
I want to give you a big hug and tell you, until your heart believes it, that you are redeemed. You are lovable. You are worth it.
Don’t count yourself out. Because Jesus calls you Beloved.
So stop looking down to the dirt.
Stop looking back to it.
Your worth is found in Jesus.
Your identity is found in Jesus.
Your very heart is found in Jesus.
You are found in Jesus.
Friend, forgive yourself.
Just as Jesus did, forgive yourself.
You are not higher than Jesus. So why are you still blaming yourself when Jesus Christ has already hung on the cross, rose from the grave, all to say, “Your sins are forgiven.”
Friend, any guy who loves Jesus will forgive you, just as Jesus did.
Wait for that guy.
Wait for the guy that knows your worth. That protects your purity. That reminds you that you are redeemed. That loves you unconditionally, past and flaws and quirks and all.
If you are a Godly woman and the Lord calls you to marriage, trust me, God has Godly man for you.
So don’t settle for a guy of this world. Or a Christian boy. Friend, wait on the Lord for a Godly man, a redeemed man.
Sister, shame no longer enslaves you. Guilt no longer rules over you. Dirty, used, worthless is no longer your name.
You are redeemed.
There’s power in that.
With much, much love. And a deep passion. –Melissa
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