I come before You not with clean hands or a clean record. I come because You said whosoever — and I am whoever that word was written for.
I confess with my mouth and believe in my heart: You are the Son of God. You are not a teacher among teachers. Not a prophet among prophets. You are the Son of the Living God — born of a virgin, crucified for sinners, buried, and raised on the third day. Death had no right to hold You. It could not.
I have lived as the lord of my own life. I have sinned against You — in what I have done and in what I have refused to do. I do not minimize it. I do not excuse it. I bring it before the cross and I leave it there, where it was already paid for.
I receive Your forgiveness. Not because I earned it. Because You bled for it.
I receive Your Spirit. Come and dwell in me. Make me new. I cannot make myself new — but You can. You said so. And Your Word does not fail.
From this moment, You are Lord. Not in feeling only. In fact. In this declaration. In the posture of my life from here forward.
I am no longer in the kingdom of darkness. I have been translated — now, in this moment — into the kingdom of Your dear Son.
I am Yours. All of me. For all of eternity.
Amen.