I kneeling, head bent in shame, before God. I was wretched, filthy, exposed, wearing years and years of sin like a black coat.
Ashamed and disappointed in myself, tears began to flow down my face.
I was standing before the Almighty and was too disappointed in myself to even look Him in the eyes. There was no way imaginable that I could be worthy of His attention, muchless His affections. I had done so many thingsover the span of my life, that would make any normal person resent me. Surely I was not worthy of His love; I couldn't be...
But I was wrong.
He lifted my chin with His finger and spoke these very words to me, “I have clothed you in garments of righteousness. In garments of white. You will wear these garments of pain, heartache, sin, and lust no more. You are mine and I, I am yours.” Standing there, He took my filthy, disgusting, sinful clothing and threw them to the side. He then placed on me the most beautiful garment of pure white silk. “You are beautiful to Me", He whispered ever so softly as the tears again began to pour from my eyes.
Fighting back sobs I turned my trembling back to Him, “I'm not worthy.”
He, the Maker of All, walked over to stand beside me, placed His arm around me, “My child, do not dwell on the past – I've made you new. I cannot see any blemish upon you. All past mistakes are under the blood” The tears still flowing, He tried again, “I am preparing you. Do not run from this change, but embrace it. You are going to shine. I will make you shine in righteousness and holiness. I am making you ready for Me, to be My bride. You are beautiful and lacking in nothing in My sight. Don't despise My instruction or My chastening – I am making you ready for that day.”
And with that I ran back to Him and simply let Him hold me and love on me like He had been wanting to all those years, “Just give Me your heart. Seek first My kingdom and trust in Me. Everything else will just fall into place.” Finally allowing my heart to believe His words of comfort, I finally understood my purpose. I am getting ready for THE wedding. This is the reason I'm living, to introduce as many souls as possible to our Bridegroom.. We are set to marry the King.
When He splits the Eastern sky and we will forever be together.
“I promise I will never leave you,” He whispered gently in my ear, “Take My hand, I promise you I will never let go. You are almost there. Keep on fighting the good fight. Keep believing. Keep loving my children."
I still feel Him beside me. I feel Him holding my hand, helping me along this journey of life. I feel Him carrying me when the road becomes treacherous. Best of all... I feel Him holding me, at all times. I can feel myself wrapped up in His arms of mercy and grace. I feel His love. I feel His presence.
I feel HIM.
