I stand before You in my filthy rags; I am undeserving of the shining robe of righteousness that You offer as a gift to me.
You invite me to step into this radiant garment of forgiveness and grace, promising me beauty for ashes and purity in exchange for my shame.
But I’ve grown comfortable in my self-made attire: smelly, torn and ill-fitting, a shroud of regrets and guilt, holding me prisoner, thwarting my entrance into Your Spacious Place.
This signature costume of unmet expectations and lofty standards displays an imposter’s label; It is dull, gray and constricting, unsuitable for a child of the King…
Most High God, Almighty One…Abba Father
As I humbly bow before You, would You be willing to remove this grimy, tattered, damaged, cloak of lies?
As I kneel before You with my eyes downcast, You gently take my face in Your hands and place a tender kiss on the top of my head. Raising my countenance to behold Your glory, You remove the sackcloth and ashes that weigh me down, discarding them forever.
You lovingly envelop me in a dazzling, feather-light mantle of Your Brilliant Righteousness and Eternal Love.
It fits perfectly, like it was made just for me. I freely dance and sing, rejoicing in the Beauty of Your Holiness.
I delight greatly in the Lord; my soul rejoices in my God. For He has clothed me with garments of salvation and arrayed me in a robe of His righteousness… Isaiah 61:10 NIV
Worship the Lord in the splendor of His holiness. Psalm 29:2 NLT