For some time I have been meditating on John 8—the woman caught in adultery. I pray that you’d be encouraged, as we realize how amazing the grace of God in Christ is in our lives.
There was a common woman in an uncommon world;
waking up one morning in controversy that swirled;
she was set to taste the rubble of her impending doom;
Shameful thoughts covered her heart with utter gloom;
no inn would heed her room,
the undertaker dug her tomb;
and all she could wish was a return to her mother’s womb.
She stood and faced the angry mob,
tears would not form;
though she wanted so desperately to sob.
She was guilty, with nowhere to hide;
the comfort of a night, her identity hid in a man’s side;
in the embrace of a man her body with certainty died.
She knew what she had done, the secret was flung;
then hung and judgment in one accord sung.
Her justice meter went wild,
she was the only one on trial;
yet it was she they brought their laundry list to file.
So she closed her eyes, swallowed her last breath;
gazed toward hell, and awaited her death.
But then a shadow grazed her feet;
stones fell with rhythmic beat;
while she stood face to face to meet;
the end of her life, yet the beginning of another.
The kind Man stood, gazing at her soul;
her heart beat fast, yet judgment not His goal;
reshaping her hole, erasing the litany of her sinful toll.
Her mind began to thirst, the dam in her heart began to burst;
and she fell upon her face, humbled at His embrace.
He could have said anything and she would have followed;
but He would not let her wallow;
there in the sorrow of her impeachable gallows;
a new beginning she needed to swallow.
She’ll never forget His face, the infinite grace;
which challenged a hostile race;
and in a moment, He was gone without a trace.
He spoke five words;
and she, in that moment heard. “Go and sin no more”.
Forgiveness she wouldn’t ignore;
His words she shall ever ben lore.