My Beloved,
I'm no longer there. Neither are you.
Those things that bound you to the past, to the grave ... leave them behind. They don't belong to you anymore.
When you accepted Me as your Savior, you exchanged your sin for My grace. As you shed your old clothes at the cross, I placed upon you My robe of righteousness—a robe that stands the test of time. A robe that identifies you as Mine. A robe that shouts you are Royalty ... a son or daughter of the Most-High God.
Your robe is spotless. Beautiful. Costly. It was paid for with the highest price. My blood. My life. I tell you that, not to make you feel guilty or less than, but to assure you that you are loved, worth it, and more than—more than the weight of sin, more than what others say, more than your struggles, more than thoughts that still need changing, more than soul wounds that still need healing.
My precious one, your robe of righteousness is the foundation of your life in Me. Don't let the enemy throw garments of shame and condemnation atop of it. Don't let others lay garments of judgments and expectations over it. For when you do, you forget who you are. You forget that you are perfect in My righteousness.
Beloved, I would never dream of putting anything less than the best on you. It's time to take off and shake off those other garments that are covering up your white robe. Take them off and stand boldly in the robe I gave you—your beautiful, spotless robe. Your robe of righteousness.
All My Life, Jesus
I will greatly rejoice in the LORD, my soul shall be joyful in my God; for he hath clothed me with the garments of salvation, he hath covered me with the robe of righteousness, as a bridegroom decketh himself with ornaments, and as a bride adorneth herself with her jewels. Isaiah 61:10 (KJV)
Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need. Hebrews 4:16 (NIV)