Do or Done?

Hebrews 9:13-14 For if the blood of bulls and of goats, and the ashes of an heifer sprinkling the unclean, sanctifieth to the purifying of the flesh: How much more shall the blood of Christ, who through the eternal Spirit offered himself without spot to God, purge your conscience from dead works to serve the living God?”

It is a good thing to have an advocate when we have no strength or resources to remedy the situation ourselves. To know there is someone who has our back and will step to the forefront and rally our cause can bring great confidence.

But when we go it alone, we feel isolated and apart from others. Our successes aren’t as sweet as when we can hare them with others. Our failures are handled much more profoundly when we have no one with which to share them.

Through this sickness, I’ve been given a gift to meditate even more on the things I have read. Sometimes, I expect a profound truth to be revealed or an application to my life that will help me better serve my Heavenly Father. But today, it was the sweetness of the salvation purchased for me by my Savior.

I remember the moment that the truth opened my understanding. I saw clearly that nothing I do that would save me, but what was already done in the Person of Jesus Christ on the cross for me – personally.

Up to that point, I struggled with a crippling addiction that, left unchecked, would not only ruin me but my family as well. I had concluded that I did not have what it took to stop my behavior, nor the impending destruction to come.

I cried out to God after a horrible accident in which I was spared any physical harm. It scared me sober for six months only to hear a voice convincing me I could now control my urges only to find I went back to my addiction with a vengeance.

His answer came in the form of a man who sat me down and gave me the gospel. The thing that stood in the way of my salvation was the tradition of my religion. It had been all I had known and taught since birth. I felt that if I turned from it, I would be rejecting the church and my parents.

I went to bed one night and did not sleep. I wrestled with the truth that if I died, I would certainly go to Hell. It was not only my addiction but the burden of all my sins.

The next day, I went to work a zombie. One of my coworkers commented on how horrible I looked, thinking I had another night of binging. They would not understand that I was wrestling with the Holy Spirit of God.

I resisted out of fear.

Fear of leaving the familiar.

It was like a light switched on, and I realized that it was the very God of Heaven I was resisting. My heart melted in its resistance, and I went outside my workplace and knelt underneath some bushes and prayed, “God, with what faith I have, I give it to you now to save my soul.”

I can still recall the utter relief as the burden of sin was lifted from me. I had never felt so free. The emptiness in my heart was full. I never realized that the hole in my heart was a Christ-shaped hole that only He could fill.

Since that day, the mustard seed of faith that I gave to God has grown. My trust in His providential care and sovereign power has calmed my heart and settled any doubts that may have arisen. The power and presence of the Holy Spirit have grown as well.

Trusting in what has already been done is the only way to Heaven. You cannot add your good works or even baptism. Nothing but the blood of Jesus Christ can wash all your sins away. 

1 John 1:7 But if we walk in the light, as he is in the light, we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ his Son cleanseth us from all sin.”

If you have not trusted Jesus Christ as your personal Savior, then today is the day.

Click here to read in detail just how you can do that.


  1. Really blessed by this write-up. It reminds me of the day I gave my life to Christ.
    I’ve often found myself leaning on that memory whenever I am overwhelmed by challenges.

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