A Sinful Woman
Forgiven
I searched for love in all the wrong places. I am longing to
be loved, and am going from man to man to fulfill that desire. I make a living
by giving pieces of my soul away, one man at a time. I am a
prostitute.
My story starts out by arriving at Simon’s house. I did not
know Simon previously, I just welcomed myself into his house. I have heard that
a man named Jesus was going to be there. And I knew that He was different from
all the other men I have been longing for. This man was different.
When I heard that Jesus was there, I brought my most expensive
alabaster ointment over to Simon’s house to begin anointing Jesus. With
thanksgiving and a grateful heart, I start let my hair down… which is so
unacceptable in our culture. Part of me was worried, but I also felt
comfortable. I started to wipe my hair on
His feet, kissing them, and I started to anoint them with oil. I, a prostitute,
am sitting in the presence of Jesus.
Simon didn’t really realize that Jesus was who He said he
was. Simon doubted. But I, a prostitute, knew that this man was different. This
man was love. After anointing Jesus, he turns to me and says that my sins are
forgiven. My heart feels so relieved. I don’t know and don’t understand how
that can be, but my heart likes it. No man has ever said this to me, and I am
filled with thankfulness. How can God forgive a prostitute like me? What an
amazing act of love.
He ends with saying to me, “Your faith has saved you; go in
peace.” And so I went, proclaiming His goodness to me.
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