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Journey to Redemption

portrait-367047_640Six years ago we acquired a playful, sandstone-colored ball of inquisitiveness.

He’s an indoor cat, a stance I took after our last indoor/outdoor cat had an unfortunate run-in with a passing car. Initially, Hudson wasn’t reconciled to this state of affairs. And after a few tentative ventures onto the front porch (when we failed to shut the door), he determined to sneak outside.

One day his wildest dreams were realized when we went school shopping and left the front door ajar. Hours later, we called and called for Hudson, but no caramel-colored cat came sauntering from beneath a shrub.

We prayed and then TDH (tall, dark & handsome) slipped on his sandals and said he’d go looking for him. I was a bit surprised and touched as he and Hudson hadn’t exactly bonded.

Though he didn’t make it farther than the side yard where I found him pulling weeds.

I left to pick up our twins from youth group, biting down several nails as I pondered how I was going to break the news. Especially to my tender-hearted  eleven-year-old daughter.

Halfway home, I took a deep breath and explained that the front door had been left open while we were shopping and Hudson had gone on an adventure.

Stricken blue eyes dashed toward mine and I quickly added that Hudson would likely show up in the morning when he was hungry. Not wanting to get hopes too high, I added that he might have packed a big knapsack and wouldn’t be back for a couple of days.

She calmed some and I ventured, “He’ll probably come back with a couple tattoos.” A slight smile emerged and she said, “Yeah, he’ll probably have shaved his whiskers.”

I was grateful she could see it as Hudson’s grand adventure and not slide into gut-wrenching panic.

Coming Home

After dinner, TDH redeemed himself from the weed-pulling detour and after praying for Hudson’s safe return glanced out the front door and there he was, hunkered down below the porch, eyes wide and fearful.

We gave him space and he launched himself toward the open door, body low to the ground, flying missile fast, as if one of us would capture him and toss him back into the darkness.

It brought to mind a conversation I’d had with my daughter earlier in the day. She’d been tormented with guilt and shame for a choice she’d made and had difficulty forgiving herself.

Like Hudson, she couldn’t see through her own poor choice to the love and forgiveness waiting with arms stretched out.

We talked through salvation and how Jesus took all sin on himself, receiving God’s anger in our place. He lived out our jail sentence.

She pondered that and then with a bit of skepticism asked, “God’s not angry with us?” I told her he wasn’t. She processed that and then with a bit of wonder asked, “Not even a little bit?”

I told her he wasn’t angry in the least and that because of what Jesus did on the cross, we have God’s pleasure and delight in us.

God then deposited a whole revelation into my mind.

sunset-97056_640I saw a little girl standing in the righteous robes of Christ while the enemy of our souls stood nearby slinging mud onto her–—rejection, anger, insecurity, hurt . . . and while none of the mud could stick, he held up a mirror and spoke lies that made her believe she was covered in the filth of hell.

But we don’t have to believe those lies. We can soak in the truth of our forgiveness and redemption.

Easton’s dictionary defines redemption as, “the purchase back of something that had been lost, by the payment of a ransom.”

Isn’t that amazing?  Jesus is the great Rescuer and God awaits us with arms stretched wide.


Father, help me to see You with Your arms wide open, waiting for me to run into them. Help me to know and begin to grasp the depth of Your love for me (Eph. 3:18). Reveal the roadblocks that hinder me from walking in the fullness of joy that You have for me. Give me an experience with You–—Your love, Your smile, Your complete delight in just watching me, knowing I’m Yours. Bring me into deeper intimacy with Your Spirit. Thank You. In Jesus’ name, amen.

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2 Responses to “Journey to Redemption”

  1. Kody Justus

    I think maybe in reality the cat was crouching not from fear of condemnation from all of you but of fear of the large and dangerous world it had just experienced. Ya know that story about the cat is a perfect parable of how expelling the immoral brother is supposed to work. All of us in the church should be so protected from the enemy and loved that if we are ever cast outside we would be so fearful and tormented by the undeterred presence of Satan that we would run back in repentance to the body that had loved and protected us. As it is many times a person barely can feel the difference from being part of the body and removed from them. Other than the feeling of being rejected by man which if we are heavenly minded should have a small emotional effect and no effect on how we make our choices. But in contrast just as the pigs in the region of Gadarenes the presence of demons should be such a shock to us that we would immediately seek a way to be delivered. The herd of pigs drowned themselves, I am not advocating that any one should kill themselves mind you, but as it is today most of us are more in line with the demon possessed man, we are so familiar with being depressed and oppressed that we still continue to function even with a legion of demons. Although we obviously can’t function well or as God has purposed us.
    I’ve just found that some groups of believers will spend a considerable amount of time thinking of high crimes and misdemeanors that would require the group to kick a hypothetical offender out of the group. Personally I believe we are called to fervently protect each other especially in a group of believers from the lies and snares of the enemy, to the point if some one was ever separated from the group the ways of this world would be a shock to their system. We are suppose to be part of a kingdom where the enemy is not allowed, and us believers do not allow him. Gatekeepers if you will. Or door keepers in the story of the cat. Charged with keeping the enemy out as well as welcoming back the prodigal kitty as you so eloquently illustrated. Thank you for letting me share my ideas with you.


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