I was a few feet away hiding behind the trees watching myself run to him with tears streaming down my face.
There he was, my Jesus hanging on the cross waiting to die for my sin and all i could do was cry with an aching heart.He was covered in blood and as i made it up the hill I knelt down before him. My body was right underneath the cross he had hung on and as i watched closer i saw a small drop of his blood fall ever so slowly from his face onto the top of my head.
The me that sat there kneeling down before him didn't know that his blood had hit me, but the me hiding behind the tree watching saw that tiny drop of blood cover my entire body. I watched myself continue to cry never really realizing that his blood had covered me entirely, I never even noticed it hit my head.
and then i awoke…
last night i laid down on my pad while everyone else was sleeping and I couldn't seem to get the mistakes I have made and the people i have helped lead astray, out of my head. I tossed and turned but the memories stayed. “How could I do that?” “Why did I do that?” Didn't i know that i was keeping life from them? Instead of leading certain people into light i led them further down into darkness claiming jesus the whole time. I have always been a "good girl" but in certain times of my life I was a bad example of who Christ really was?
His own own daughter distorted his image.
The people i have hurt, the people i have used, and the people i have let use me…why?
I fell asleep praying that he would redeem my past and the mistakes i’ve made, That he would help catch me up with lost time, that he would forgive me for being a bad example to certain people and the next morning the vision he had given me popped in my head
“It’s all been covered by my blood, Miranda”
You have been covered this whole time.
Anywhere you go and whatever you do, you are completely covered by my precious blood. You are mine and you are forgiven, protected, and loved. I’m completely protected by his blood.Anywhere i go i am safe in his hands. I can stand strong knowing that he has me. He has my past, my present, and my future. I don't need to worry. I am safe in his hands, drenched in the blood that he shed to save my life.
Whatever he says, will be.
Whatever he promises, will come to pass.
If he says i'm Loved then Yes, praise Jesus I am loved!
If he says im beautiful, then I am beautiful.
If he says my sins are forgiven, then they are.
If he says he has a future for me and plans to prosper me then It’s truth and I will wait for him.
Doesn't our heavenly father deserve to have our trust?
He has taught me so much in the last three months it's unbelievable. To be honest, im a completely different person.
I’m not really sure if anyone reads these blogs but my mom lol… but for whoever does know that God is real and that he doesn't need to be found by you. Jesus will never be lost, but we are lost in our own darkness and he comes to find us. He searches for our hearts and he captures them and makes them his. All you have to do is call out his name.
It’s truly a wonderful thing to fall in love with your creator, to know that his blood covers a multitude of sin, to know that you are so completely loved and not because a friend or a family member has said so but because he has said so.
Live out the truth.
Love you guys..thanks for all the prayers and support.
