Yesterday, I woke up in the morning and felt an urge to pray.
I knelt beside my bed and bowed my head. Eyes closed, I plainly confessed my sins to my Heavenly Father and asked Him to forgive me. Let the Blood of my Lord Jesus Christ wash my sins away. Let Him give me a pure heart. Let Him cast all the unpleasant thoughts out of my mind.
When breakfast was over, my family and I went to church. I looked at the pamphlet and saw that the sermon title was about God’s forgiveness and that the message was based on Psalm 32.
Blessed is he whose transgressions are forgiven, whose sins are covered . . . Then I acknowledged my sin to you and did not cover up my iniquity. I said, “I will confess my transgressions to the LORD”— and you forgave the guilt of my sin . . .
A coincidence? No. It was God’s reassurance of His unfailing Love for me. He wanted to let me know that He had forgiven my sins. Indeed.
Jesus has set me free. I will move on in His Love and under His guidance.
Copyright. Dicky To. 2012.