I am the worst sinner.
I have disobeyed God and spit in His face. Because of my thoughts and actions (both evil), I was separated from God.
I was His enemy.
But His love couldn't stand to be apart from me. He loved me—His enemy—enough to die.
His blood has brought me into His presence.
He calls me holy and blameless! He sees me without a single fault through His eyes of mercy.
What a God! What a love!
But this should encourage us to continue in our faith, stable and steadfast, and not shifting from this hope.
This knowledge—reaffirming knowledge that we were enemies and now are holy—should push and encourage us to share the gospel without fear.
For Christ lives in us and this should give us the assurance—this should give me the assurance—of sharing his glory.