Verse of the Day: Therefore, I tell you, her many sins have been forgiven—as her great love has shown. Luke 7:47
Think again about the verse from day one.
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose. Romans 8:28
What is God’s purpose?
God’s purpose is to be reunited with His children. He looks at you, His beloved child, and wants nothing more than to have you stand before Him so He can envelop you in the richness of His love. The problem is that He is perfect and you are not. You’re human. Humans yell at their kids and envy their neighbors. They say nothing when they should say something, and they say something when they should say nothing. Each person has countless imperfections, but God can’t stop being perfect, and you, with your imperfections, cannot survive standing in His presence. To be in God’s presence, you must be perfect.
Amazingly, this does not stop God from wanting you by His side, so He sent his Son, Jesus Christ, to Earth. Jesus lived a perfect life, died an undeserved death and rose from the grave. Why? So when you stand before God, covered in all your imperfections, Christ’s glorious perfection will take away your every fault so you too will be perfect. Imagine every fault, every guilt, every shame washed away by Christ, not only for the moment you stand before the Lord, but from the moment Jesus became your savior.
Please pray with me:
I stand before You imperfect and in need of a Savior. Forgive me for any prideful times I may have taken You for granted or wandered from Your side. I need ou now. Reveal in me anything that keeps me from drawing closer to You and cleanse it away. I place my life and my soul in Your loving hands, now and forever more.
Stop and absorb the joy of your perfect and merciful Savior
drawing you ever closer into His loving arms. This is the essence of God’s purpose.
Read here about a man and a woman. One recognized the need for Christ, the other one did not.
The Sinful Woman
Can you help me? Oh, no. I’m fine. (laughing) These are tears of joy not tears of sadness. You know, the strangest thing is that I’m crying. I can’t even remember the last time I cried, but ever since Jesus came into my life I can’t seem to stop. But look- you cannot be seen talking to me. Everyone in this town knows about the foul life I have led. You should go on before someone sees you.
What? You want to hear more about Jesus? I can’t blame you. I was the same way when I first heard of Him. How can you not want to know more about a rabbi who eats with tax collectors and casts out demons? Those were the stories that drew me to Jesus. You see, I am a notorious sinner. Doesn’t that sound impressive? Well, it’s true. My sins were not committed as others- behind the mask of respectability. My sins were advertised for all to see. And in all honesty, I didn’t care. I didn’t care one iota until I heard Jesus speak.
You see, one day, I hid in the back of the crowd as Jesus spoke of lost people. I had been lost for so long I had begun to think I wasn’t lost at all. But when Jesus said, “I have come to save the lost,” I knew He was speaking of me. That day he did a powerful thing in my life. That day He gave me hope. Maybe I wasn’t lost forever. Maybe someone had come to save me. Maybe that someone was Jesus. Could Jesus turn my unworthiness into worthiness? I wanted to believe it was true. Deep down I knew if anyone could wash away my past, it was Jesus. Day in and day out, thoughts of Jesus’ words wove through my mind. The hope ate through my tough exterior, and I began to laugh and cry again. The hope of being more than a lost soul made me desperate to thank Jesus for what He’d done for me.
I heard Jesus was to attend a dinner at a local Pharisees’ house named Simon. This Pharisee did all he could to live beyond reproach. Constantly washing this and sacrificing that, he never wanted anyone to think he was not living in God’s favor. No one’s life could have been more different than mine. Simon had lived his life acting in ways to appear godly, and I had lived my life acting in ways to appear ungodly. Simon’s house was the last place I’d be welcomed, but I was determined to go to Jesus. I could not go empty handed, so I bought an expensive alabaster jar of perfume to take with me.
Once inside the Pharisee’s house, every eye turned to look at me with disgust. Before, I would not have cared what they thought of me, but now, with the hope of worthiness growing inside me, I skulked into a corner and waited until Jesus arrived. After a short time, the disapproval from the crowd overcame my desire to see Jesus. As I turned to leave, Jesus walked in and looked right at me. With that one look I knew I was no longer lost; I was found. That’s when the tears began. Oblivious to every eye in the room but His, I went and knelt behind Him and began my task. Wetting His precious feet with my tears I then slowly and graciously wiped His feet with my hair. Looking back, I suppose all the guests were shocked by my behavior, but I was so overcome with love for this man who sees me as clean that I didn’t care. Still weeping, I kissed and poured perfume on His feet.
When Simon saw how Jesus let me adore Him, the revulsion he felt for me poured off his face. Jesus turned to Simon and, as though knowing his every thought said, “Simon, I have something to tell you.”
“Tell me, Teacher,” Simon said.
“Two people owed money to a certain moneylender. One owed him five hundred denarii, and the other fifty. Neither of them had the money to pay him back, so he forgave the debts of both. Now which of them will love him more?”
Simon replied, “I suppose the one who had the bigger debt forgiven.”
“You have judged correctly,” Jesus said.
Still kneeling behind Him, I looked at Jesus, stunned. Was He speaking of me? Was I the one whose debt had been forgiven? Before I could even fully form these thoughts, Jesus turned toward me 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—as her great love has shown. But whoever has been forgiven little loves little.”
Then, through eyes filled with tears, I saw Jesus say to me, “Your sins are forgiven.” I think I stopped breathing as the room came to a halt. Right there, before all these people who looked at me with disgust, Jesus tossed aside the foulness of my life and made me new.
As if at a distance, I heard the other guests say among themselves, “Who is this who even forgives sins?”
As the turmoil began, Jesus said to me, “Your faith has saved you; go in peace.” Finding my way through the crowded house, I ran until I found myself here, crying, still crying my tears of joy.
- Who in this story was imperfect and in need of a savior to make them perfect in the eyes of God? Check all that apply:
- The Sinful woman
- Simon the Pharisee
- the Guests
- Who was aware that Jesus was the way to becoming perfect in the eyes of God?
- The Sinful woman
- Simon the Pharisee
- the Guests
- How did the sinful woman show her adoration and thankfulness to her Savior?
- Have there been times in your cancer journey when it has been difficult to feel adoration and thankfulness to Christ? Why or why not?
If you wish to know more about being made clean through Christ, ask your Cancer Companion.