I, even I, am he who blots out your transgressions, for my own sake, and remembers your sins no more. Review the past for me, let us argue the matter together; state the case for your innocence.

‭‭Isaiah‬ ‭43‬:‭25‬-‭26‬ ‭NIV‬‬

What if confessing your sins was replaced by arguing the case for your innocence?

No attorney alive would take your case.

First, if you’re granted an audience with God to ‘clear the air’ so to speak, Jesus already lawyered-up on your behalf in a courtroom emptied since the day of your pivot.

He himself became your golden ticket and court is no longer in session.

As far as the east is from the west, your sins are remembered no more. While north and south each have a terminus at their poles, east and west endlessly circumnavigate the earth in relation to one another, demonstrating the endless distance between you and your sin.

So much clear cut evidence against you and yet no recollections of any of them except by you.

Erasure is the most wonderful gift but still so hard to wrap our heads around and accept.