Sometimes the mistakes of my past shout to me. I have learned that even I am not loud enough to drown them out on my own. Instead, I need the quiet whisper of the Word of God.
Today, in spite of my failures, my past sins, the downright ugly that sometimes resides in my heart, I hear His Truth.
I am forgiven.
I sought Him. I repented. He forgave.
I claim this as true.
I go forward, knowing that I am wholly and completely loved.
“If You, O Lord, kept a record of sins, O Lord, who could stand? But with You there is forgiveness; therefore, You are feared (revered, worshiped, respected).”
Psalm 130:3-4. Parentheses mine.