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Our High Priest

Meg

"For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but One who has been tested in every way as we are, yet without sin. Therefore let us approach the throne of grace with boldness, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us at the proper time" (Hebrews 4:15-16, HCSB).

In my dreams last night I was reliving the past. Mistakes I've made. Relationships I didn't handle well. Attitudes I wish I could change. Times I wish I could repeat. My heart hurts for that girl I once was. For those times that can't be undone. Life can be so messy, can't it? There are times, seasons of my life that I truly don't want to go back to. That I truly wouldn't want to repeat. Those pre-teen and teen years were especially messy. Especially rough. I wonder about my daughter as she gets to those years. I pray she has a better experience than me.

The dreams last night were rough ones. But this morning, I woke up to a new day. It's wonderful when morning comes, isn't it?

In the night, our dreams and reality often mix. But in morning, we're reminded that the price has already been paid. Our High Priest has already been there, He's covered it all. I don't have to worry about going back to the past and fixing things. There are memories that I just have to give over to Him and let Him wash clean. Just as He has with my heart. 

His grace and mercy upon my life are incredible. indescribable. uncontainable. 

Oh how thankful I am for it each an everyday. 

Because even back then, the church raised girl needed some help. The girl back then didn't have all the pieces put together yet (she doesn't now either). But I can see where she's come from. I can see how far she's come in trusting Jesus with each part of her life. 

And she's so, so blessed. Blessed by a High Priest who covers her sins. Blessed by each new morning. Blessed by the people in her life that have stuck around to watch her change and grow. Unconditional love is a glorious thing.

And so, to the dreams, I say, goodbye. You're only dreams after all. You have no control over me. Instead, I chose to live in today, where my cup is overflowing and my High Priest is King of All.