Growing up, I somehow had this warped picture that when I got into heaven, as I was passing through the pearly gates, God would recount each and every one of my sins to me for every to see. Like, on a big screen TV. Larger than life.
Can you imagine the embarrassment? The humiliation?
(Also, how LONG that would take for each and every person!?)
I'm so thankful this morning that my God has completely forgiven all of my sins. In fact, Psalm 130 says:
If you, O LORD, kept a record of sins,
O Lord, who could stand?
(Who could stand!? Noone!)
and Colossians 2:13-15, which says:
When you were dead in your sins and in the uncircumcision of your sinful nature, God made you alive with Christ. He forgave us all our sins, having cancelled the written code, with its regulations, that was against us and that stood opposed to us; he took it away, nailing it to the cross.
I'm so thankful this morning for my new vision of entering eternity.
I imagine Jesus, waiting there for me expectantly
and excitedly saying,
Welcome, my child, your sins are forgiven.
Your penalty has been paid in full.