White as Snow

 

“When did you give your life to the Lord?”, our Bible study leader asks the two homeless women we have been entrusted with to share the Good News.  As the six of us ladies from six very different pasts come together, one thing becomes clear-we have much in common.

One opens her heart and brings us to tears as she shares trying to get off meth, white-knuckling it, begging God as she fell to her knees on a lonely street in downtown Reno, “Lord, I can’t do it anymore-you take over!”.  The other shares how she gave her life to the Lord as a young girl but feels that because of her sins the Lord is too ashamed of her and all hope is gone for her.

I sit there, tears streaming down my eyes, wanting to burst out of my seat, eager to say, “I’m just like you!”.  Eager to offer hope.  Real-life hope.  Not textbook-like hope that won’t sink in.  The Holy Sprit encourages me, “You go girl!  Tell your story.” and I think of how Satan will have a field day if I keep this secret in.  Satan accuses, “What will they think of you?” and the Holy Spirit encourages, “Who cares what they think of you, what matters is what they think of God!”

I ask the group for a moment to share.

I’m 38 today.  I gave my life to the Lord at 13.  I became ensnared by post-partum depression at age 33.  I turned from God and turned to alcohol.  I landed in jail after driving intoxicated.  3 times.  It was in that cell six months ago that I gave my life to the Lord-AGAIN.  With a peace that passes all understanding, I felt new, reborn.  I knew that Christ’s love and His death covered my sins.  I knew one of God’s great promises was true for me.

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come; The old has gone, the new is here! (2 Corinthians 5:17)

I woke up after that night of surrender and looked out of a small jail cell window and the whole earth was covered in the first snow.  All was white.  I heard God whisper, “My sweet child, you are white as snow”.  Today I celebrate 6 months of sobriety.  And I celebrate Satan being crushed!

Even after my testimony, with her head bowed down in shame, she says she is worse than me.  She has done awful things in her past.  God must be so disappointed in her.  I challenge her and encourage her.  I say, “God is doing flips in heaven, saying there’s my girl!  My sweet girl is coming home!  I’ve been waiting for you!”.  Just like He did in that jail cell with me.

Can we be so BAD that God’s GOOD can’t reach us, can’t redeem us?  The Gospel says no! When we repent, confess, and turn from Satan’s lies, we are white as snow.  I am going to live in the victory of that promise being true!

“Learn to do right; seek justice.  Defend the oppressed.  Take up the cause of the fatherless; plead the case of the widow.  “Come now, let us settle the matter,” says the Lord.
“Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow; though they are red as crimson, 
they shall be like wool. If you are willing and obedient, you will eat the good things of the land.” (Isaiah 1:17-19)

Glorifying God with You,

Erin

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3 Responses

08.01.12

I am speechless once again. You are beautiful and absolutely amazing. I am so honored to have been seated at the little ol picnic table in the park with you. You are courageous for making your story known at the exact time God prompted. It was perfect timing…divine appointed. I could see your story brought hope and breathed new life into the two ladies seated across from you. Thank you for sharing the deepest reaches of your heart on Saturdat and today:) Love you

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08.01.12

Erin, you are purified… white as snow… He has made you so new and wildly courageous! I love your passion to glorify Him. Indeed, He is enjoying seeing His girl face her fears and sharing her heart on HIS behalf. Beautiful. I also love the way you expose the devil for the lies that He tries to inflict on us. “Can we be so BAD that God’s GOOD can’t reach us, can’t redeem us? The Gospel says no!” Amen! Love you!!!

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08.01.12

I experienced PPD after my two boys were born. My own experiences with it brough great shame and guilt. Praise God that He cleanses us from all our sin. I appreciate you sharing your story so that it could bless me and others. May you continue to reach out to the broken and be used by Him to bring others to Himself. Blessings!
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