I have often attempted to act as the author of my own life and way, but all I have ever accomplished is to compose sin. And my compositions are not only damaging, they are also permanent: my sin “is written with a pen of iron; with a point of a diamond is it engraved on the tablet of [my] heart.” There is nothing I can do to erase my mistakes or re-write my errors. But Jesus is a different kind of author. He has engraved my name on the palms of His hands, and His blood has washed away even the most indelible of my sins. He has blotted my sins out of the record book and personally inscribed my name in the Book of Life. Well is He called the author and perfecter of our salvation! Lord, may the rest of my story bring honor and glory to Your name alone!
“What is your beloved more than another?” —Song of Sol. 5:9