“Then as I groped for an answer, her face brightened and she suddenly exclaimed, “Maybe Jesus has an eraser!”
I smiled as I read but my eyes was filled with tears. For that morning I had been grieving over past mistakes. One tender but painful memory releases others: the time I mistreated someone, took the wrong decision, said cruel words to my parents, judged others unfairly or even let a friend down.
No matter how we try to compensate the mistakes we have done, some memories of our own failures may haunt and sting us. I have asked God to forgive me and try to believe that I’m forgiven but the memory won’t go away and if I can’t forgive myself, how can God?
Then a little girl, in her innocence and wisdom, makes me realize: Like that writing on the sky that simply disappears. Jesus has wiped away the things I so bitterly regret.
Yes, Jesus does have an eraser.
I, even I, am the one who wipes out your transgressions for My own sake, And I will not remember your sins.
- M. Holmes