A Screw-Up’s Confession

One time, someone sent a letter, this is what it said:
📝Dear whoever,
My name is…well, it doesn’t matter, you don’t know me. But I’ve got to get this out and I’m not ready to take it to people, so I’ll take it to a keyboard. I’ve really screwed up. As a matter of fact, I am a screw-up. I don’t feel like I could live for God because I’m too far from where He is. Don’t get me wrong, I know God. When I was a kid, I invited him into my heart. But now all the naivety and innocence is gone, and I think God is too. You don’t know how bad it is. I’ve done, seen, and been the worst. What can God do with someone like that?
Later, a screw up
 
And someone else sent a reply, this is what it said:
📝Dear screw-up,
I’m one too. I was far from God always thinking, “Why bother finding my way back?” But I didn’t have to because God found His way to me. The condition God found me in was disgraceful and shameful. And when He did, He came graciously. It’s like He knew the last thing I needed was loud and demanding. So God found me, tapped me on the shoulder and whispered to my heart. Now, I’m whole and healed on Earth and I’m going to spend forever in heaven. There are millions of people God has done this for. You’re not alone. God wouldn’t give up on you, if you were. Just because we screw up doesn’t mean we give up. You got this.
Later,
another fellow screw up

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