Testimony of a woman caught in adultery. John 8 verse 1 to 11
Again in the gospel of John, we find another nameless individual. We are going to give her a name. Let us call her Lubabalo( which means “it’s grace”). She is telling her story. This is how she began:
When the teachers of religious law and the Pharisees caught me in the act of adultery, John 8:3-4) I felt like a failure. I knew what the law says about the person who is found in the act of adultery, but I failed to keep the law. I tried many times, but failed each time. When they were taking me to Jesus, I was in front of the crowd. I felt so humiliated and ashamed. Everything, that makes me human, was taken away by shame. As I was becoming less than human, I began to die painfully and slowly inside. The physical death I was facing was nothing compared to the death of my humanness. Nobody cared about me as a person, they were obsessed by the sin I committed and the trap they were trying to create for Jesus.
My soul was raised from the dead when I heard this voice: “Where are your accusers?(verse 10)That voice woke up everything inside me. I became alive inside. While I was still trying to absorb what was happening to me, the other question followed: “Didn’t even one of them condemn you?” The voice was very gentle, soft, comforting and there was something else in this voice. I could not put a finger on it. I opened my physical eyes to look at the direction of the voice; my eyes were met by His. I froze. Everything in me stood still. There was something in His eyes, which says, “Do not be afraid; you will not be put to shame. Do not fear disgrace; you will not be humiliated. You will forget the shame of your youth and remember no more the reproach of your widowhood” (Isaiah 54:4). I opened my mouth to answer, “No Lord”. There came that voice again: “Neither do I. Go and sin no more,”(verse 11).
I got it this time; it was love in that voice. The kind of love I never experience in my entire life. I am telling you, I felt liberated, empowered and my soul was filled with life again. It felt like my first day of life. I don’t know how it happened, but there was a space for Him in my soul. As I was walking back, I could feel those eyes still looking at me. And that gave me confidence to face everybody in the village, even my accusers. I never committed that sin again, not because I was afraid to be stoned or afraid of the humiliation, but because I was loved. Every time I think of that voice, and the look in those eyes, I feel empowered to do right.
Ladies and gentlemen, Love changed me, not condemnation. And that Love empowered me to pursue my purpose in life. That day, I met with the Lord of the second chances. Jesus gave me a second chance. I can tell you this, from experience; He is the God of the million chances.