Confess It to Jesus
When I kept silent, my bones wasted away through my groaningall day long. For day and night your hand was heavy on me; my strength was sapped as in the heat of summer. Then I acknowledged my sin to you and did not cover up my iniquity. I said, "I will confess my transgressions to the Lord." And you forgave the guilt of my sin. Psalm 32:3–5, TNIV
If I don’t confess my wrongs, it eats inside me, like a cancer chewing through my bones. It feels like my sin has become acid in my stomach. And I feel ugly, dirty, soiled.
This is not how God wants me to be. Jesus wants to forgive my sin. It’s the reason He died for me. But I need to confess it or else my relationship with Him is strained, like a rubber band stretched too tight. I need to release the tension.
The wonderful thing is that confession makes me feel one hundred times better. It’s not just the weight of guilt being lifted, but also the fact that Jesus loves me so completely that confession restores our relationship. There are no grudges or lingering hurt. He never asks us to be perfect little Christians—but He does ask us to come clean when we’re wrong.
FAITH STEP: Is there something you’re not confessing? Some wrong you’ve done or said? Confess it to Jesus. Seek His love, His will for you.
Contributed by Camy Tang