Forgiven

One of the greatest gifts I have experienced through my belief and faith in God is knowing His full acceptance and forgiveness. My mistakes are many; I have let people down in a myriad of embarassing ways. God does not keep a catalogue of forgiven sins. For that, and for being utterly and completely loved is part of His priceless gift offered to each of us.

This poem was originally written when I finally came to grips personally with God's forgiveness. If you are in a place of feeling unforgiveable, I hope it helps you come into a place of healing and a restored relationship with the Savior and His Love for you...

From our home to yours-
Deb


    Now one of the Pharisees invited Jesus to have dinner with him, so He went to the Pharisee's house and reclined at the table. When a woman who had lived a sinful life in that town learned that Jesus was eating at the Pharisee's house, she brought an alabaster jar of perfume, and as she stood behind Him at His feet weeping, she began to wet His feet with her tears. Then she wiped them with her hair, kissed them and poured perfume on them.
    When the Pharisee who had invited Him saw this, he said to himself, "If this Man were a prophet, He would know who is touching Him and what kind of woman she is - that she is a sinner."
    Jesus answered him, "Simon, I have something to tell you."
    "Tell me, teacher," he said.
    "Two men owed money to a certain money-lender. One owed him five hundred denarii, [A denarius was a coin worth about a day's wages.] and the other fifty. Neither of them had the money to pay him back, so he cancelled the debts of both. Now which of them will love him more?"
    Simon replied, "I suppose the one who had the bigger debt cancelled."
     "You have judged correctly," Jesus said. Then He turned towards the woman and said to Simon, "Do you see this woman? I came into your house. You did not give me any water for my feet, but she wet my feet with her tears and wiped them with her hair. You did not give me a kiss, but this woman, from the time I entered, has not stopped kissing my feet. You did not put oil on my head, but she has poured perfume on my feet. Therefore, I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven - for she loved much. But he who has been forgiven little loves little."
    Then Jesus said to her, "Your sins are forgiven."
    The other guests began to say among themselves, "Who is this who even forgives sins?"
    Jesus said to the woman, "Your faith has saved you; go in peace."