We all have it. We've been dragging it around for years. This past Friday, I got to speak about a woman from Luke 7:36-39 who left her baggage at the feet of Jesus.
Here's an excerpt…
We don’t know any more details about her or her background, but I can tell you she was an outcast. If she had any living family, she was dead to them. The only people she had contact with were the men who used and dehumanized her or other women who were as broken as she was.
I’ve had little girls and I can tell you, of all the things they ever said they wanted to be when they grew up, “prostitute” was never mentioned. No, when they played, when we played, when we were growing up, we all wanted to be princesses, daughters of a King.
If this woman ever had that dream, it had long since died. Whatever the circumstances were that lead up to this moment, this wasn’t the path this woman envisioned for her life. And many of us, like her, find ourselves in a place we never thought we’d be. Depressed. Divorced. Childless. Unemployed. Abandoned. Alone. Whatever it was, whatever it is … it’s a lot of baggage to carry.