I bless you today
To see the sins of your past
As Jesus sees does –
Through a lens of truth and mercy.
What great regret
Or gnawing condemnation
Still haunts and still can bring
Your soul down to the dirt
Like the woman caught in waywardness
Awaiting the stoning from her accusers?
If you know what that
That dust tastes like
And what that hellish shame feels like,
May you have the eyes of Jesus
At least for a moment
To see your sin as He does—
Real, but not final,
Costly, but not condemning.
Watch the scene through His eyes,
See Him stoop next to you,
And see Him rebuke the accusers with a word etched in the soil,
And listen for the thud, thud, thud
Of rocks dropping to the earth
And hear His words for all their blessed power:
“Go and sin no more.”
He has seen your sin,
But through His own shed blood,
He sees it no more.
He sees it all
And, then, He sees it not at all.