I have the marks of an adulteress and have been forgiven, I was allowed re-entry into the Kingdom of God.
I left of my own free will to serve myself with the things of this world, things that were destroying my soul.
Jesus came to me. He gently pleaded with me to come home. I succumbed to his love, for the world was a miserable place,. It did not satisfy.
O Lord, I'm sorry I left you. I'm sorry I cheated on you. I was a virgin when you called me and you taught me your ways. You clothed me in white and placed on my head a crown of gold with a red ruby. You said it was a drop of your blood that you had shed for me. You wrote your name Jesus on it and put a ring on my finger.
Oh Lord, when we became one, you put your spirit in me to teach me your way, you took me into your father's house and introduced me to him. I fainted in his presence. O Lord, how can I stand here with these marks of an adulterous and ask you to heal me? No, I must wear these marks until you return. They will remind me that I left you, to play the harlot. Forgive me.
Today, I bear fruit. The Lord has forgiven me and clothed me in his righteousness. I was an harlot, but he washed me in his blood. He clothed me in white and placed a gold crown on my head, with a red ruby on it and his name Jesus he wrote on it. He washed my feet with tears. O Lord, I remember your sweet sweet kindnesses and will serve you in patience. I will keep my sentences short, because every word that proceeds out of your mouth brings me to a new understanding, a new closeness that this world has never known. Your love has brought me to the sacrifice an I to mine. I follow you down that road to Calvary. Yes! I'm coming home.
~God's Scribe Roger12-20-24 Friday
