Salvation through embracing forgiveness…
“That a person wants to sit and brood and stare at his sin and is unwilling to have faith that it is forgiven: [this is] also guilt in that it is a minimizing of what Christ has done.” ~ Soren Kierkegaard, JP, §4036
“For no matter how many promises God has made, they are ‘Yes’
in Christ. And so through him the ‘Amen’ is spoken by us to the glory of God. “
~ Paul
In my life, this week in particular, I came to a realization
or has it been a mystical revealing of something true about me. I am not
sure. Yet, this reality, this truth
about me has caused me to sputter and stall and think about what it is I am
doing in life and why? Then in light of why - ask now what?
I have been blinded by pain and imprisoned in liminal space.
In my cell of stone and cold I scratched at the walls to create something real,
to feel pain in my fingertips, to watch them bleed - to know that I have not
fully died. My scratching, my yearning for help has only been muffled by the
prison of isolation within my own thoughts, I attempted, “…to scream without
raising my voice…” – polite insurrection and compliant subversion within my
prison.
Guilt…it is guilt…a most unkind task master, dark warden of my
will.
My thoughts have been inverted in their focus
while experiences incessantly tumble from past to present and roll to a stop in
this ever present moment of incarceration. I run with arms flaying in fear and
going nowhere chased by distraught madness. Disequilibrium, vertigo of soul,
a black hole of guilt that is my tower of self aggrandizement to deflect my
unwillingness to be set free. My running has been in vain for I have gone
nowhere. I am, "Running forward into death..." as Heideggar wrote.
I run to be noticed by others, to be something in their
eyes, to set myself apart, to be special so I can feel good about myself. This I
do to assuage my guilt for all that is in past, all that has made me what I am. Afarid of myself and the shadow of my being. All the while not knowing what it is that I want to be…I run
dizzyingly drunk and hallucinating like a night of Absinthe consumption –
green dreams of ethereal serendipity, phantoms of promise that die in the mist of
consciousness.
So, my guilt…in whom I am as a human being eats at me, my
cancer of being. Rotting rancid gangrene flesh on the floor of my cell,
suffocating on plans I continually make but never realize.
My plans...all attempts to be what I believe
others want me to be, to be something in others eyes that I am not in my own.
An actor, a hypocrite on the stage of life, speaking in a staccato of lies and
denial. In all of my doing the guilt is not vanquished and what was once only a
trap is now my gallows.
In this place I find myself, I know it is a denial of Jesus,
a denial of the resurrection, as I live as though I am dead, in a grave while I
still breathe.
I yearn to be free, to see more than glimmering light
through the crack in the wall that is my window – I long for a kiss that will
heal me, a touch on an arm, an embrace so authentic that there is a release, an
exodus, a liberation that will be like a surreal suspension of time infused
with warm love as cleansing as a spring rain.
My drug, my addiction,
is attempting to prove I am something I am not – I am "…running to stand
still…" I feel the "...needle chill..." each time I am praised for something I
am not and pride fills my veins as the needle drops to the floor and I become
numb to living once again.
"We thank Jesus that He loves us exactly as we are. He would love us just as much if we were worse. If day by day we became more degenerate & rebellious, He would stilllove us with the same complete love. There are no conditions to fulfill or requirements we must meet. The fact that Jesus died on the cross is proof.
ReplyDeleteChrist's love is not a theory or a teaching but a concrete demonstration. This love is available to us today. Just say "I want this love from You, Jesus and accept it humbly just the way I am. You will know in your experience today that Jesus provides this kind of love.
Christians do not have this love any more than others unless they go to Christ every day & get it anew from Him. This kind of love cannot be manufactured, not even in the churches, everyone must receive it anew from Jesus.
Human love is not as pure as we like to think. God's love mediated to us through Jesus is still the only true"in spite of" love.
If one is being loved "because of" what he is, he must be pretty good. Such love would raise one's own self-estimation.
We can only accept God's love as a free gift. The choice is not easy to make. The price we have to pay for this greatest of love is the broken pride and confession of unworthiness.
If for you that price is not to high & you are willing to accept this love from Christ just as you are, you are among the fortunate.
I believe you have confessed because of what I have read. "Thank You Father God, I'll accept this love from you just as I am." is all that it takes. Be calmly confident that you are now being loved in spite of what you are & build your life thereafter on the premise
of being loved totallly & absolutely by God.
You will be able also to tell someone of this perfect love from our Father God.The proof that we have really received this pure love from God is our new ability to love others in spite of what they are. We become the pipeline for the devine love. Having such a love-relationship withGod and offering loving service to others is the full and satisfying life we have longed for.
Thank You Jesus for loving Christopher without any partiality. Thank you that each day he will ask anew for Your love to give to others.
Thank for never leaving him or forsaking him.