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Draped in scarlet-rich chenille the rising sun contends with the lingering chill of night. Every leaf, petal and blade of grass receives a tender kiss from the soft glow of morning. A slight breeze on my face blows peace into my soul.

This is where I want to stay—draped in His scarlet sacrifice endlessly in wonder at the beauty of His Life in mine.

Sliding my fingers over my phone I begin to mourn the tranquil that will soon end at the touch of a single button. But I must make the call—for the hope this beauty will flourish within community.

I press the numbers and hear the ring. She speaks. I listen. Beauty fades. Our hearts grieve over a loved one’s spirit seduced by death.

Grace. It’s all I can think about.

Sometimes a life must be buried before Grace can raise it from the dead.

In the midst of grieving, praying and hoping for the one lured into dark places—I can’t help but think about—me.

Will I need to be buried in my sin before I choose Grace to run deep under my skin and course through my veins?

When will I yield?

Phone now silenced my knees hit the sharp blades of grass. Sun hits harsh and scarlet wrap is tossed aside. Faced down on the ground I know the truth—this friend is not the only one enticed by the enemy.

Ruthless rays from the sun beat hot on my neck and back. The light unbearably bright and I come face to face with the depth of my brokenness. I want to escape, but His holiness holds me steady. Sobs break free from the fight and I tremble as the One who bled scarlet drapes Himself over me.


This is where I want to stay—draped in His scarlet sacrifice endlessly in wonder at the beauty of His Life in mine.

On the journey with you,


~Who is wooing you today?

~Do you talk about someone else’s sin to keep yourself from thinking about your own?

~What is stopping you from examining your own heart?

Here or somewhere…be real. Share your journey.

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Reflective Scripture

I delight greatly in the LORD;
my soul rejoices in my God.
For he has clothed me with garments of salvation
and arrayed me in a robe of his righteousness,
as a bridegroom adorns his head like a priest,
and as a bride adorns herself with her jewels. Isaiah 61:10

Relevant Worship

How Beautiful the Blood Flows by Steve Fee

Find You on My Knees by Kari Jobe

King of My Surrender by ChadSpriggs

Fall Afresh byBethelMusic (Jeremy Riddle)

Your Grace is Enough by Chris Tomlin