One Friday evening I was in worship and was dealing with
some sin issues. I felt like I was just repeating my sin over and over again. I
had in image in my head of what God’s forgiveness looked like. Each time I asked
Him to forgive me I imagined that His forgiveness would slowly dwindle and
eventually I would use all my forgiveness up as if there were a limited supply
of it. My pastor got up to the pulpit and start preaching on taking communion
and the meaning of it. It is customary at my church to get up and receive
communion whenever you feel God telling you to. He told us that as we take the
bread we should examine our lives and test ourselves to see where we are in the
faith. Then he said as we take the cup we should remember the sacrifice God
made for us and the forgiveness of sins.
some sin issues. I felt like I was just repeating my sin over and over again. I
had in image in my head of what God’s forgiveness looked like. Each time I asked
Him to forgive me I imagined that His forgiveness would slowly dwindle and
eventually I would use all my forgiveness up as if there were a limited supply
of it. My pastor got up to the pulpit and start preaching on taking communion
and the meaning of it. It is customary at my church to get up and receive
communion whenever you feel God telling you to. He told us that as we take the
bread we should examine our lives and test ourselves to see where we are in the
faith. Then he said as we take the cup we should remember the sacrifice God
made for us and the forgiveness of sins.
Soon after the preaching I went up to take communion and
examined my life as I took the bread. Then I took the cup and remembered the
cross and my forgiveness. I took a gulp out of the small cup and when there was
no more juice I thought to myself, “The cup is empty.” For a quick moment I thought
it was symbolizing that my forgiveness was done with and that was the last time
I could ever be forgiven. Then God told me to look inside the cup and when I did
I noticed that there were still little drops of juice in the cup. Since God
knows exactly the way my mind works He knew that by showing me the little drops
that He could tell me that the cup is never empty and His forgiveness never
runs out.
Wow! I never really thought of forgivness that way…