The bright summer had passed away, and gorgeous autumn was flinging its rainbow-tints of beauty on hill and dale.
~ Cornelia L. Tuthill, “Virginia Dare: Or, the Colony of
I write this, dear children, to guide you out of sin. But if anyone does sin, we have a Priest-Friend in the presence of the Father: Jesus Christ, righteous Jesus. When he served as a sacrifice for our sins, he solved the sin problem for good—not only ours, but the whole world’s.
~ 1 John 2:1
I was cleaning a closet the other day, and I found an oblong box that I did not remember. Upon further inspection, I found a package, already wrapped, and labeled for Christmas several years ago. The recipients, too old for this gift, never knew the joy of opening it, ooh-ing and ah-ing over it, receiving it into their experience and play time.
As I read the last line of the scripture, I thought of all the people who don’t know that there is a gift in their own closets, already wrapped and labeled with their names, waiting to be unwrapped and accepted.
That sin problem. How to solve it? Accept forgiveness? HARD. Spread the word? Not always easy, as each one hears it as they can, when then can, if they can. All the boxes are different shapes and sizes, but they all mean, you are forgiven, you are cherished, you are loved. Jesus promised that all people would know His name before the end of the world. The best way to get the message across? Stay connected to the giver. Allow our advocate to hear our concerns, our joys, our hopes, our dreams, our miserable failures of days. Then accept the gift.
My dad always said that the rules are there to protect us, guide us, keep us from harm. If we live as forgiven sinners, the light will shine like sun in New England when the leaves turn, and the entire hillside of your life will burnish gold, orange, red, before it returns to the earth to nurture her further.
You are forgiven.
Because of Him,