There is something about the girl in rags who wins the prince, the Cinderella story that gives hope to those who may not be living in ideal circumstances. Trading in your filthy garments for a beautiful gown. Trading in your shame for a crown. Knowing that you are finally seen by what is in your heart.
An interesting thought filled my spirit a couple of days ago while praising the Lord for washing and cleansing me. He didn’t just take my rags of sin and shame. He didn’t just give me the opportunity to leave the filth of iniquity behind me. He took the rags of my own righteousness, as well.
Yes, my sin has been atoned for and removed from me, but so has my righteousness. Yes, my guilt has been taken, but so have my thoughts of my own innocence.
There is no way that I could ever create a gown beautiful enough with my good deeds, with my self-righteousness. It has always ended up looking like filthy rags. I am ashamed to say that I was a part of the judgmentally saved. My salvation had been paid for, yet in my mind I handed a bill to everyone else to pay their own. It makes me sick to think of how I wanted everyone to see a perfect image, yet I wasn’t attempting to show them His…but mine.
Praise God that He not only cleansed me of my sin, but He cleansed me of my righteousness. He patiently showed me that only He can clothe me in the robe of righteousness that belongs in His kingdom. And the best part is…the change doesn’t end at midnight.
Lord, I enjoy fairy tale stories, but I really enjoy our story. Thank You for not leaving me in a Pharisee mindset. Thank You for showing me the rags I was trying to wear. Clothe me fresh and new today in Your beauty, O God. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.