I am in Christ. I am a new creation. The old is gone. The new has come. 2 Corinthians 5:17
This verse, this whole concept really, came and touched my heart. No, it was more like a baseball smashing into my chest…It knocked me over and left a mark. I’ll never live the same. This whole concept of the old Molly vs. the new Molly.
God always leaves His mark on me. Always. His spirit kept urging me to read Joshua. I felt so blind and aimless wandering through the pages, wondering what exactly He was wanting to show me. I finally got so frustrated I just stopped. I stopped at Joshua 5. I left my bookmark there for days.
My mentor mentioned the word “gilgal” over our morning coffee. The word struck a chord in me and I quickly jotted it down in my phone to look up later. I looked it up and found it meant “full circle” and referenced Joshua 5:9. Wait, Joshua 5? I know that place! So I quickly looked it up, only to find the chapter was on circumcision. Now it’s a great story, don’t get me wrong, I was just hoping God would show me something I could maybe relate to more…. I decided to keep searching; I was getting desperate. I looked up the symbolism of circumcision. Colossians 2 was referenced. Check this out: “When you came to Christ you were circumcised, but not by a physical procedure. Christ performed a spiritual circumcision–cutting away of your sinful nature. For you were buried with Christ when you were baptized. And with Him you were raised to new life because you trusted the mighty power of God, who raised Christ from the dead. You were dead because of your sins and because your sinful nature was not yet cut away. Then God made you alive with Christ…” Old vs. New. Look at that! God proves Himself able to lead me perfectly over and over and over again. That’s why I love this Man.
I get to ignore negativity. Ignore doubts. Ignore fear. Ignore worry. I get to just let Jesus have the old Molly. Finally. I don’t have to keep walking back over to my corpse. Jesus assured me it’s still dead. I had to repent for being an indian giver…I was trying to take back my corpse all the time.
In contrast, I get to be the new, real Molly. I get to give life to the positive things God says about me. I get to live in beauty. Live in love. Live in peace. Live in patience. Live in forgiveness. Live in power. Live in authority. THAT is the mark of love on me.
The old is gone. The new has (already) come. Thanks for circumcising my heart, God.
