***FOR THOSE WHO NEED TO CONFESS***
When I was a teenager, my friends and cousin were at an age I'd like to call "Stupidity." Always getting into any type of trouble we could find, partying, doing everything our parent's didn't teach us. They fought to give us all a better life and appreciate everything we get but that wasn't enough for us.
I remember years ago, we were driving around town going on a shoplifting spree. From one store to the next, we acted like vultures scavenging and taking anything that we came across. I remember walking into a department store at a mall, grabbing some clothes, going to the fitting room, trying them on and thought I'd just help myself and walk out of the doors with those items on. As I approached the door, my lips gave a smirk as if I were invincible to everything. Closer and closer I got to it, the sun shined through it as if I were walking out scott free and undetected... then... I felt hands grab me in a forceful submission and... I was caught.
The police came 15 minutes later, took me to the station and all I could think about was... what my parents were going to say. My brother and sister came and got me and let me have it but noticed that the words they said were coming in one ear and out the other. Nothing they said got through to me and like the arrogant fool I was, I just gave a smirk once again as if I were still invincible.
That night my father came home, walked into my room, leaned against the door and said... "Back in the 40's when I was living in New York, I had a best friend who was always around. Your grandparents loved him and we did everything together till one day, we walked into a store in Brooklyn and he stole some items there. I tried to tell him not to do it and when someone noticed, he ran off and they grabbed me. Brooklyn wasn't the friendliest of places back then and I ended up being the one punished for what he did. After that day, for not stepping in, he left me to hang, no apology and I was no longer around him. I was extremely ashamed at what he's done... But I forgave him. I haven't seen him since!" Then my father turned around and walked out of my room with that being the only thing said... And that hit me.
I got up, walked to my dad, gave him a hug and asked him to forgive me and just like that... He did. He didn't yell at me, he didn't punish me, he just forgave... I have not stolen anything since.
In 1 John 1:9, it says, "If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness."
My dad forgave me for stealing and I confessed and apologized for what I have done... Needless to say that I've done a lot more but when it comes to sins, I confess them to my Father In Heaven and instead of a harsh punishment and thunderous roar, God gave me a silent whisper... that impacted me a lot more and I knew he forgave me. Confess your sins to God... Let Jesus come in once more, he will forgive you... Amen?
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