I am a mosaic, shards of broken clay transformed into a glorious piece of art. I once was a renegade, running away from a Holy God. A shattered woman in the desert heat of Sychar. A woman drug from adultery’s bed into the public square. A harlot in a Pharisee’s house. But Jesus is so tender towards those laden with shame.

And He is so lavish with His affection! The wake of my prodigal years taught me that. I used to think God was distant and disenchanted. That He would like me more if I performed better. In the shattering, I discovered the God of the Cross: the God who adores and embraces the outcast, Who gave His very blood as a ransom to restore what was ruined in Eden, where shame entered and communion was destroyed. I have found intimacy with the Bridegroom at the foot of His cross, the place where God’s justice and mercy collide!

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