Hello fam –
Have you ever done something so stupid you tried to change your name, identity, and your existence after? Something so stupid you can’t believe you did it? Something so uncool that even though you are redeemed, the memories can’t seem to fade and shame is a constant stain?
Well, I’ve been there.
About two years ago, I made a mistake so terrible that left me feeling regret and remorse. Its too embarrassing for me to share with you just yet. But, I was ashamed for the longest. Afraid to even show my face in public. The voice of the accuser finally had evidence against me. I couldn’t stop thinking –
How could I have let my fears get the better of me? How could I have been so dumb as to use fear, instead of faith, as an anchor? What type of person would others see me as? How could I even think myself a decent child of God now?
As I wallowed in shame and despair about my blunder and my identity, another voice joined the conversation. This voice interjected my thoughts and decided to tell me a story. Guess who the other voice was?
That’s right…it was our friend, our helper, our counselor, our teacher, the comforter –
The Holy Spirit
It was the most shocking thing. His voice wasn’t audible, but it was clear enough for me to count it as a supernatural experience. Clear enough for me to still remember it and share it with you now.