"Also I say to you, whoever confesses Me before men, him the Son of Man also will confess
before the angels of God. But he who denies Me before men will be denied before
the angels of God." Luke 12:8-9
I confess that Jesus Christ is the son of the living God. He came to this place and dwelt among us. He taught us by his words and deeds and ultimately taught us to do the same as he had done. He was betrayed by a friend, mocked, beaten and killed on a Roman cross. After several days in the tomb, he rose again, following his resurrection he appeared to his friends, both men and women. The he ascended to heaven where he remains to this day and beyond.
So...I'm in.
But...the same things I have confessed I have also denied. The one I love I have on occasion forsaken.
I read this passage of scripture and I don't concern myself with atheists or those who follow a different religion, I think of myself, because, unfortunately, I have enough sin and mistakes in my own past, even recent past. I confess Jesus only because of his grace; in the end it is my prayer that his grace outpaces his judgment, that his love is more abundant than his anger, that I have confessed more than I have denied, and if not that he still loves me anyway.
+ What is your confession?
It may be a good idea to write it out, just to remind yourself in hard times.
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