Imagine walking into a store to buy a beautiful dress (ugh, I miss shopping). You find the dress, pay for it, and start walking out, feeling all excited like me when I shop, I’m just ontop of the world. But then, you realise you lost the receipt. The security guy stops you and says, “Let’s go back to the counter to confirm you actually paid.”
You get to the counter, and the cashier looks at you and says, “If you don’t have the receipt, it means you didn’t pay. You’ll have to pay again.” What would be your response? “No way I’ve already paid for it! I’m not paying for it twice.”
It turns into a full-blown scene. The cashier stands her ground, insisting you never paid. The security guard doesn’t believe a word you say. Next thing you know, handcuffs. They drag you back inside, everyone’s staring. You’re being questioned like a criminal. To make things worse, they hand you a broom and a mop, forcing you to clean the store as punishment for “stealing.” Shame and confusion wrap around you like a heavy coat. You keep pleading, “I paid! I paid!” At this point you’re even crying bitterly.
But it’s no use. The cashier either has full-blown amnesia or she’s the devil in human form. She even argues the fact that you used your dad’s card to pay.
Then, in the middle of all that madness, a kind woman approaches you. She frowns and says, “Why are you mopping the floor? You don’t even work here.” You look at her, broken and exhausted, and tell her everything. She pauses, then says, “Wait, have they even scanned the barcode or checked the system?” She grabs the item, gets someone to scan it, and BAAAM! there it is. Proof. Confirmation. The system shows you paid in full.
Suddenly the room shifts. The truth stands taller than all the lies. You were right the whole time. You whisper under your breath, “I told you. It was already paid for.”
My Yielded people , That’s exactly what’s happening to many of us. Jesus already paid in full, He settled it all at the cross. Yet, here we are, being told to pay again. Told we’re not going anywhere . Told we’re not free. And because we don’t know how to “check the system,” we’re out here mopping floors in handcuffs, slaves under the enemy’s lies.
The devil, like that cashier, acts like he doesn’t know the truth. He pretends there’s no record. Why? Because he profits from your ignorance. He benefits when you don’t know your rights in Christ. He keeps you working, serving, striving, trying to earn what’s already yours. But here’s the truth: Jesus paid for the dress. It’s yours.
Just because the enemy won’t acknowledge the payment doesn’t mean it wasn’t made. Heaven’s system has a record. The barcode still scans. The blood still speaks. The cross still stands. Believers who don’t know how to access that truth will keep living like prisoners instead of the free sons and daughters they are. You’re not a cleaner in the enemy’s shop, you’re a co-heir in the kingdom of God. It’s already paid for. Walk out of that store. The receipt is written in His blood. You are saved and free to leave the store with whatever you want!
You can’t just say “It’s already paid for” without proof. In the natural, if you lose the receipt, you risk being treated like a thief even if you paid. That’s why stores have systems, scanners, barcodes, and cameras. Proof exists. But unless you know where to look, you’ll suffer unjustly. Now take that into the spiritual. Where is our proof? In the Word of God. That’s our system. That’s where we scan, check, confirm, and present our case.
In the story I shared earlier, if there hadn’t been a system to scan the barcode, you could’ve been sent to jail, punished for something you never did. And guess what? The store owners know they have cameras. They know you paid. But unless someone stands up and demands the truth, they won’t tell you. They’ll let you mop. That’s exactly what the devil is doing today.
He knows what happened at Calvary. He knows the blood was shed. He knows the curse was broken. He was there. But he’s banking on one thing: your ignorance. Because if you don’t know your rights, your receipt, or your spiritual legal standing, you’ll pay again. And right now, many believers are paying again. Paying with their peace. Paying with their health. Paying with their joy, finances, and marriages. Paying even with their entire lives. Labouring under Pharaoh because they don’t know they’ve already been set free. But I refuse to pay again.
“If the Son sets you free, you are free indeed” (John 8:36).
So why am I not allowed to leave the store with my bag of goodies? Because the realm of the spirit is legalistic. It doesn’t respond to emotions and tears, it responds to evidence. They want receipts. So today, I present mine: The blood of Jesus Christ. And according to Revelation 12:11:
“And they overcame him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony…”
That’s how we win. The blood + the Word = the receipt. So I ask again: How is an overcomer still mopping floors?
Selah.
