I realized that it was possible to be freed from prison while still walking through life in my orange jumpsuit. But in view of such a generous King, it seems the most insulting thing I could ever do would be to show up at His banquet table, wearing prison garments that carried the stench of death. Especially since He gave me new clothes: garments of salvation and a robe of righteousness
Why do we at times feel like we can't sit at God's table until we are clean or good enough? His only desire is to be with us, no matter what our condition. His love and forgiveness is what will make us pure but first we must step into His presence.
(Isaiah 61:10), strength and dignity (proverbs 31:25)"