Painting the Scriptures

Accusations. Punishment. Death.

The words I associated with my sin and in the ways I fall short.

But Jesus didn’t just die, He became the wages of my sin. It doesn’t say he sent another to die on my behalf, he himself became what was owed so that I can know freedom.

Jesus took on a death that was meant for me. For the first time ever I saw this truth through the lens of love and mercy instead of doubt and fear.

Earlier this year I got to lead at a youth retreat where it unexpectedly snowed on our last day.
Snow was not on the forecast but apparently it was on God’s heart. The snow became a picture showing that not only did Jesus become the wages of our sin in full, but he also redeems, purifies, and makes all things new. Truly His blood was required to wash us whiter than snow.

accusation was replaced with a renewed depth of grace.

Condemnation destroyed by acceptance and justification, reminding me that growth is not rooted in shame but in truth and love.

Fear of punishment transformed into a personal awareness of God’s tender mercy and forgiveness

Death replaced with life, restoration, and hope.

“For the wages of sin is death, but the gracious gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Romans‬ ‭6‬:‭23‬ ‭🤍