“Whore”, all my life I’ve been called that. For most of the world I’m just a prostitute. For most’m someone who never change and not worth spending time and love on her, but Someone think differently. A few days ago I was brought before the Judge, the prosecution was sharp: “it’s just a stupid prostitute, we must eliminate this kind of people of our society” . Death hovered near, and as expected the worst the Judge was silent as the crowd shouted with all his might “bitch, vulgar, trash… you deserve death for failing to your family …” They hurt me very much, most people not understand the heart of a prostitute. To the world we are only objects of sexual release, people that lend money exposing your body to the most diverse fantasies and taboos; slaves to men in exchange for bills. Few know that these “objects of sexual release” also feel, think and have dreams in life. You think I did not want to get married and have a family? You think I did not want graduated from college and keep me for my honeymoon? You think I did not work hard in order to help my mom out of poverty?
Just wanted to enter a church without reject and judge me, to feel Loved just once… just for once not be just a hole where someone could release his semen without having to take responsibility for their despicable acts of lust. For just once… but maybe that is not for me, maybe people are born with “bad luck”, designed to exist only as we see how life is out of our hands. “Who is without sin cast the first stone…” – the words of Judge me back to my reality. What had he said? It can not be! Because they all go? Because nobody yells at me more? Will this just a delusion of my mind knowing that since his death is near? But it was the most pure and beautiful reality . The whole crowd went, starting with the most elderly to the very young. I do not know if the most amazing was the miracle of give me life or acknowledge that everyone in the crowd were like me, “sinners”, “prostitutes camouflaged”.
“No one will condemn women? Well, neither do I condemn you. PLEASE go and sin no more.” I do not know if were your words or the tone of your voice. Or maybe it was the first time in my life that someone saw me as a woman and not as a “sexual garbage”, but that look and those words changed my life forever. Something in my spirit was shaken. Escape of my “keepers” that are nothing more than harnessed that say “we take care about you” in exchange of 80% of my “income”; leave the streets and started to live. I sold everything I had, all the money I was saving for “someday” and spend it on a luxury and very expensive perfume, please do not judge me, I needed to pay a blood debt, needed a decent offering. This morning abruptly barged to where the Judge. He had met with other men to talk about important issues, “issues of eternal life and the Kingdom of God” said, without thinking I broke the bottle and spilled on her feet, please understand me, that man SAVED my life!
I did not want to simply say “thank you” and forget everything, I did not just give the perfume more expensive as a gift in their hands and then leave, no, I wanted something more, wanted to show that really impacted my life, I wanted to thank from the depths of my being that ever seen in my more than just sexual garbage and that really was worth the saving my life. One hug was not enough, not enough with a kiss or a sum of money … I wanted… I do not know, just craved give him the best from me for Him.
I wanted to go to that level of Love where almost no access. I had heard that there is something beyond Love, something born within the heart and has no limits. I wanted to show that. There is a moment in which Love is brought to full expression and I was there. Rendered at his feet. Humiliated. Surrender completely. What he wanted to do to me, would be nice.
All who were there kept telling me “prostitute” for them was the same trash bitch who sold her body in exchange for bills, all condemned me again, all … unless Him. Again defended me, this time speak of forgiveness and the gratefulness, showed me how EXAMPLE of gratitude. “Who Appreciates more?” He ask – “the person who is forgiven more” – answered all. I understood perfectly the message, ¡who was more grateful that I if had been forgiven ALL! That day I learned that the larger sample of Love is called Worship. (John 8:3-11)
An EX fornicator, EX pornographer, EX egocentric and EX murderer
Each day, tears spilling onto my cheeks. No, not about tears of sorrow but of joy, appreciation at its finest. You know, a fornicator, egocentric, murderer, pornographer can be Loved, Forgiven and Used by God. I know because I was that sinner. I strongly identify with the story of the prostitute, and I think there are thousands who the world has labeled us “junkie”, “fat”, “whore”, “baby killer”, “boring”,”worthless”,”pornographer”,”addict”,”you never you will be used by God”, people who are aware that God forgive us the life and that while the world, our family, friends and employers betrayed us, rejected us and harshly criticized us wishing us the death; He with Love and Patience forgive us, save us and even blesses us every day. The biggest criticism that I receive is about what I’ve been willing to do and spend to expand the Love of Jesus on the whole world, but they do not understand that it’s the least I can do for him who saw in me someone worth and saved my life. We deserved death due to our past, and Jesus stops execution saying “Who is without sin cast the first stone…”
That’s why we all need to spilled Perfume at the Feet of Jesus.
In the good times and in the bad times
When we married decree before the altar “in good times and bad times we be together”, the problem is that most do not meet the vote. Human relationships are separated into the “bad times”, they are only willing to stay during “good times”, couples “cut” because they are not willing to continue the relationship in the “bad times”, only in “good times”, but the biggest problem is that we take that attitude before God. WE MUST WORSHIP TO GOD IN GOOD TIMES AND IN THE BAD TIMES.
One of the great problems of mankind is that it has “selected” the areas in which God is not involved and the areas in which it does, completely forgetting that He is the center of ALL areas of our lives. When you comes into His Presence, raise your hands, you will bow down and surrender to Him, He takes control of Intimacy and says you “worship Me”, “ask Me”, “thank Me” and at each level your body gets, your soul fills and satisfies your spirit. Supernatural things happen.
The Temples were made to WORSHIP to God and not to listen a Sermon. Worship is an expression of Love raised to the millionth potency. The source of the current chaos is the lack of a Culture of Worship. Currently the most important thing is to get along with bosses, with neighbor, with your partner or with friends, instead of being right with the Lord, the Apostle Peter expressed it well: “you judge whether it is better to obey God rather than human beings…” accurate words, direct and concise, God showed us that He and He alone should be our primary objective, none “virgin”, human, idol nor “saint” must be worshiped, only GOD is whorty. The Scripture says also “seek FIRST the Kingdom of God and all things will be added…”, both Scripture is centered the same topic: GOD FIRST BEFORE ANYTHING ELSE, OR WHAT IS THE SAME: WORSHIP.
Perfume at His feet
There must come a time when you stop fighting against God’s plans for your life and surrender to Him. Jesus knows what it is doing to you. Fear not, though the world will label “addict”, “fat”, “whore”, “baby killer”, “boring”, “worthless”, “pornographer”, “addict”, “you never will be used by God,” the Judge reaching up Your Voice and say: “Who is without sin cast the first stone…” and saved your life and you get up in front of all for the Glory of His Name. A genuinely thankful heart is able to spend all your money on a luxury Perfume spill as an offering at the feet of Jesus, and remain humbled, rendered, dead at His Feet; that ‘s called Worship, this act brings rewards to an unimaginable level, and if do not believe me, ask to the “EX prostitute”…
IS TIME TO WORSHIP TO YOUR GOD.