I Don't Feel Forgiven - A Conversation With God

Looking over my shoulder,

Remembering.

Clinging to things I want to be free of.

The enemy reminds me of my past and holds me in grief.

I struggle to free myself.

I cry out to God,

But what I believe about myself

Holds me in a grip of guilt.

Open my eyes, Lord!

This can't be how it is.

Never ending guilt and shame.

Unbearable, yet ever present.

Keeping me humble,

I beg for forgiveness.

Again.

Is it like this for everyone?

What Savior leaves me like this?

Forgiven? Really?

I don't feel it.

Come - help me know it!

How do you see me?

New?

But what I did,

it was so ugly.

You can?

You did?

Really?

Open my heart?

Why?

You have a new one for me?

Really?

Well, go ahead.

Take this broken one.

I won't miss it.

I'll try anything.

Letting go….

Surrendering…

Sitting in the silence.

With my tears.

Where are those tissues?

I must have sobbed a few pounds off,

I feel lighter.

No, wait.

Not just lighter...

I think something's happened to me.

Something's different.

Maybe this is joy.

Is that what this is?

Yes.

Did you say something?

I thought I heard something.

You love me.

You love me?

Really?

How?

Don't you remember what I'm like?

You don't?

Really?

You rejoice over me?

I'm what?

Whiter than snow?

Wow. I didn't know.

I've wasted all this time

Misunderstanding.

Jesus did it all.

Really? Done?

I guess I knew.

But I didn't believe.

I'm going to take your word for it.

I feel different.

What's changed?

My perception?

Yes.

You believe.

Where am I?

Where you've always been.

Seated with Christ next to me.

Up there? and here?

How is that.

Hard to explain.

Just believe it.

Live it.

Count on it.

Share it.

You are free.

You are loved.

I don't remember who you were.

I only know who you are.

Mine.

My child.

My bride.

Loved.

Wow.
Father - My Father.. Wow.
Thank you.

Thank you for listening.

For setting me straight.

I am loved.

I am loved.

I AM LOVED…

and free

of it all.