But when I was silent and still, not even saying anything good, my anguish increased. Psalm 39:2
Whenever we begin to understand the depth and breadth of God's love, satan has an uncanny way of reminding us about the little things of which we are ashamed - those things we have tried so hard to forget. Increased anguish is his goal, and it is too often his undeserved reward.
Lord, why does the euphoria of Your grace seem so fleeting? How can that wonderful sense of freedom and forgiveness be dashed on the rocks of my memories? The reminder of unconfessed sin has taunted me, and I can no longer bear the weight. Give me the courage to no longer be silent. Protect me from the accusations of the enemy. Make me clean in the deepest parts of my soul - in those places no man has ever seen.