A writer friend of mine had the idea to tag-team on a piece using a story in Scripture. He starts us off here…
One of the most well-known verses in all of Scripture is found in John 8:1-12, most commonly referred to as the passage about “the woman caught in adultery.” Though her name is unknown, her sin is well documented. To the biblically literate, her story is as familiar as it is powerful. One minute, she is enjoying a passionate illicit rendezvous with a lover. The next minute, she is before a kangaroo court with her life hanging in the balance. One Man, stooped on the ground, seems to hold her fate in His hands. A group of men, self-proclaimed executioners, await His verdict. And off in the safe distance, barely visible and barely dressed – is her hidden lover. Equally guilty. Completely uncaught. The story represents all of mankind. Before a loving God, we are either the hidden man or the caught woman. We hide in pride or repent in humility. Which are you?
Below is my perspective of the caught woman. Click here for the possible perspective of the hidden man.
I just wanted someone to love me. I don’t even like sex anymore.
Please. Please don’t take me to the square. Please. I’ll do anything you ask.
Wait, where did he go? Why are they just taking me? I knew he didn’t love me. I knew it.
Now early in the morning Jesus came again into the temple, and all the people came to Him; and He sat down and taught them. Then the scribes and Pharisees brought to Him a woman caught in adultery.
Is that Jesus? Is that the man they’ve been talking about? What is He going to say? What will He do to me? If He really is who they say He is…what can He do to me?
And when they had set her in the midst, they said to Him, “Teacher, this woman was caught in adultery, in the very act. Now Moses, in the law, commanded us that such should be stoned. But what do You say?” This they said, testing Him, that they might have something of which to accuse Him.
I didn’t mean to hurt anyone. I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.
Please, please drop the stones. Please don’t do this.
But Jesus stooped down and wrote on the ground with His finger, as though He did not hear.
What is He doing? What is He writing?
So when they continued asking Him, He raised Himself upand said to them, “He who is without sin among you, let him throw a stone at her first.”
I know some of these men. I’ve been with some of these men. Catching the eye of one, you are not sinless and you know it. Right, look away from me. Look away as if I disgust you, as if you’ve never known me fully. As if what we’ve done wouldn’t break your wife’s heart. As if you never told me you loved me in the heat of the moment. Look away.
And again Jesus stooped down and wrote on the ground.
Why is He looking at me now while He’s writing? Please do something, Jesus. Please stop them. Is that a smile on his face?
Then those who heard it, being convicted by their conscience, went out one by one, beginning with the oldest even to the last. And Jesus was left alone, and the woman standing in the midst. When Jesus had raised Himself up and saw no one but the woman, He said to her, “Woman, where are those accusers of yours? Has no one condemned you?”
She said, “No one, Lord.”
And Jesus said to her, “Neither do I condemn you; go and sin no more.”
Jesus, thank you. Thank you. I’m so sorry. I’ll never do it again.
And as she began walking home, she saw a man who had once propositioned her, and even though it had only been moments, she felt a tug toward him, her heart still miles away from being fully healed. But then she looked back over her shoulder to Jesus, and whispered to herself, Go and sin no more, and she kept walking, cloaked in grace that felt new and sustaining and like the love that she had been looking for all along.
So be encouraged, sweet ones, no matter your circumstances today, no matter what you’ve done, no matter what you might be doing..…Jesus offers that same grace to you. Right now. In full.
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You know, when God wants me to STOP and PAY ATTENTION, He puts the same Scripture before me in a variety of different ways. This post has put the story of the adulterous women before me yet again….heard it twice at church yesterday….so I need to spend time digesting the truth of this. For me, I ask myself if I have received the grace given to me by Christ, or if I’m choosing to wear the Scarlet D with an accompanying dose of shame. I fear it is the later. When I try to move forward in freedom, guilt and shame tether me to the past. I will spend time today digesting the truth found in the story! Apparently my hard head is not getting it. Thanks!
Kim, I love when God brings the same story or Scripture or thought to our minds over and over again…he’s so gentle like that. Hoping you are able to walk in the freedom that he went to the cross for. -Elisabeth
Actions from five years ago were haunting me today and I fell into unspeakable shame once again. Stumbled on this. Can’t describe how much it was needed. I’m crying in a nail salon. Grace on earth has been a myth for me, Needed this reminder that His grace is sufficient.
Sheila, I am so grateful that God brought these words to you at just the right time. Soak in his love and grace for you, sweet girl. -Elisabeth
I don’t really like sex either. But I was that woman. The other one. The porn girl the one that others looked at. I performed well. But lost my soul.Still picking up the pieces…wounded and not able to trust. 2 years ago i dropped my identity as a sex object. So hard when it was ingrained from the beginning. Yeah. I am one of those. I even was a good church lady for awhile during my first marriage…and when that died i became wild again. I am healing jesus loves me in my broken screwed up mess. Thank you for this…ands i look backwards i hear too go and sin no more..
I am so deeply glad to hear that you know Jesus is healing you. Yes, sweet gurljustagurl, he is calling your name and has his eyes fixed on you and wants to bring you complete freedom. Walk so closely with him. Keep reading. -Elisabeth