Ever wondered what a web looked like to an unsuspecting prey? Threads of fine silk delicately woven, running from one end to another, every intersection leading to a path that would tease the mind and tickle the imagination. At dawn, dewdrops hang like precious gems for any thirsty creature looking for a drink. At noon, the harsh sun seems to dance on its cords, bringing out its beauty as it shines forth upon it; and at night, the entangled but elegant maze seems to provide a shelter by creating shadows in the moonlit darkness. A delicate seemingly harmless thing that welcomes any creature looking for a place to rest, only ends up entrapping them in the very thing they were attracted to.
Something so eerie is a familiar sight to the human eye. If only we cared to dwell deeper into our reality. Thirsty souls find great satisfaction in amber filled, delicately crafted bottles resting on a bar shelf. Various pills, puffs and powders, though not so pleasing to the eye, lift up the weary to an ecstasy they never want to come down from. And what do we say about the lustful desires that entice lonely men and women alike? Such are the many shades of sin. Those seemingly innocent lies, that ‘justified‘ outburst of anger are what eventually trap us in the deadly web of sin. Our eyes are sometimes the first that get attracted to the fantasy of power and ‘everlasting‘ beauty. Little do we realise that what we feel is filling our inner void is slowly poisoning us.
But just as a hand can easily brush away a cobweb, so also can the hand of God wipe away our transgressions and set us free.
For the Lord says “I have swept away your transgressions like a cloud and your sins like mist. Return to me, for I have redeemed you” (Isaiah 44:22).
Out of the abundance of His mercy, He sent His only Son into the world, to die for our sins so that we might be saved.
So why then are we still stuck in darkness? Why do the scars of our mistakes (or even our deliberate acts) still remain? Why is it that when we look at ourselves, we do not see someone who is a child of the supreme King? Every morning we wake up telling ourselves: today I will do better, today I will be joyful or today I will be free. But as night draws near, the haunting words grow louder and stronger: I am weak!, unworthy!, a disgrace!. I don’t deserve love or mercy, I am better forgotten. So much so that it’s so easy to just slide back into our worldly passions rather than asking our heavenly Father to help us.
But this seemingly endless and hopeless battle doesn’t end here. In fact, the battle we feel we are fighting alone has already been won for us by Jesus. Those scars of our past need not hurt any more.As prophet Isaiah writes
“But he was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities; upon Him was the chastisement that made us whole, and by His stripes we are healed.”(Isaiah 53:5)
We who despair can now look up to heaven and sing with confidence,
“The horse is made ready for the day of battle, but the victory belongs to the Lord.” (Proverbs 21:31).
It’s all a matter of us being ready to come before Christ with our baggage, our fears and all our weaknesses, so that we can receive Him as He is, in all the fullness of His love, peace, purity and strength.
The promise has been made! The price has been paid!
“For the Son of man came not to be served but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many” (Mark 10:45). All that’s left now is for us to allow the Holy One be our Sovereign King.