There has always been a great deal of uproar made in the church about what is sin and what is not. We, Christians, seem to like to try and pinpoint sin. We try to pin it down with a hefty sin-stapler of sorts. I guess it’s a natural curiousity. There is so much that is written about sin in the Bible and clearly God considers sin to be a very big deal that I think we focus in on sin. Maybe, we look for sin in other’s lives to help us define what would be sin to us. Or maybe, we look for sin in other people’s lives to make ourselves feel holier than that poor sin-riddled schmuck that we’re emphatically pointing out as a sinner. I happen to think that the latter is probably the case for most of us. I think it starts out as a device we try to use to get our bearings in the Christian world when we are new in Christ but as we progress we slowly become know-it-alls and think we can define sin within another person or a group of people.
ONLY GOD CAN JUDGE AND ONLY GOD CAN DEFINE WHAT IS SIN OR WHAT IS NOT SIN IN ANOTHER PERSON’S LIFE. AFTER ALL, GOD GIVE GRACE TO ALL OF US AND WE’RE STILL MESSING UP EVEN AFTER ACCEPTING CHRIST.
I suppose it is easy to look at the crimminally insane, diabolically evil leaders of countries throughout history as being in sin. We have the Adolf H’s of the world and we’re pretty sure that he was in sin and filled with sin. Then we can look at his henchment like Joseph M. and see how his cruel, vicious acts of torture of the concentration camp victims was sin. But, what about you and me? The average, everday working people. We try to do the right things. We try to live upstanding lives. We say to ourselves, “well, I’m not as bad as them so how is it possible that God could see little ole me as a sinner?”
The Bible tells us that all men have sinned and fallen short of the high standards of right and acceptable living that God designed for us to live. While many blog posts could elaborate on this, I’m not interested in going on about how we’re all sinners in my post today. I’m interested in getting back to the sin-meter that goes off inside each of our heads that wants to define sin and then pin down others as being sinners.
GOD HAS DELIBERATELY NOT PLACED A SIN-DETECTION-METER INTO ANY OF US FOR THIS VERY REASON. WE ARE STILL SINNERS AND HE IS NOT. THE TIME HAS NOT COME TO JUDGE BUT WE ARE STILL IN THE TIME TO LOVE OTHERS.
Stopping that sin-meter from immediately firing off the warning signal is one of the hardest things to unlearn in the world. It wants to go off so quickly without a moment’s hesitation. It gives a little shot of adrenaline to our dying self worth because it proves to us again and again that we are better people in God’s eyes than most other people. Most Christians would probably never admit that God didn’t install a sin-detecting-meter into anyone’s heart, mind or soul when they first accepted Jesus. It was not the bonus gift.
HOW MUCH OF WHAT I DO ON A DAILY BASIS IS COVERED BY GOD’S GRACE AND NOT HELD AGAINST ME AS SIN? I DON’T KNOW. BUT, I DO KNOW THAT I CAN ALWAYS GO TO GOD AND ASK HIM THAT VERY QUESTION. SIN IS A PERSONAL THING AND SHOULD BE DISCUSSED WITH THE ONLY ONE WHO CAN CLEANSE THE INDIVIDUAL FROM SIN.
Over the years I have been forced to confront my own stuff that I wanted to deny was sin. I wanted to indulge myself in my own desires and I didn’t want to stop. Now, I can pretty clearly define the borders and boundaries of my life and see where I’ve trampled down the hedges of protection set in place by God. Why would I do that? To be able to run rampant with my desires. I can more clearly define what is sin in my own life. I can use the inner placed sin-detection-meter to see my own sin but I am always tempted to assume God’s permission to go one step farther and turn it around to examine others. That’s where I get into trouble every time.
This is what I’ve learned about sin in my own life. I know when I’m in sin because I have busted through the barricades past the street sign that says, “DEAD END STREET”. My desire to go down a road that God has blocked off is so strong and I am so convinced that I will feel a great deal of pleasure, release or relief if I go down this street. So, I persist. At the end of the long and winding path I find that it really is a dead end street. I am now lost and confused. The great feelings of delight, pleasure and release are gone and I’m left with a hole in my chest where my heart used to be. Eventually, that empty space will blacken and grow numb. I then ask myself, how did I end up here and how do I get back to where I started? I discover God isn’t with me here and all I hear are the sounds of crickets chirping. No road signs available. The paved street turned to rocks and finally to dirt and now, at the end, there’s nothing here. Now, even if I found the way back I’m covered in the mud and muck that I’ve wallowed in at this dead end for so long, there’s no way to get it off of me. What was feeling so powerful has now trapped me.
So, if you see my face cringe when you state how you went to a Psychic or if you see me shudder as you tell me about your third divorce please don’t think that it’s because I’m judging you. I just see the dead end streets that you’re on. I know how much it took for me to get clean of the remaining soot. It’s a bit like watching someone walk off a cliff. You want to warn them but you know it’s of no use because they’ll be staring you down defiantly in your eyes as they take the fatal plunge thinking of how self-righteous and judgmental you are being.
When you find yourself on a dead end street, please, remember that Jesus came to guide you back. Invite Him into your life and ask Him to steer you back onto the true Way. It may take time but He’ll do that not only for you but with you too.
He’s a Great God; full of love and compassion.
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