All tagged forgiveness

Forgiveness Isn't...

You know when you hear a word for a phrase, over and over? It seems you can’t escape it’s invasion into your space.  Author Margaret Feinberg describes this as a “Sacred Echo,” when God is trying to get your attention or get a point across. This very thing happened to me this past week.  The word I kept hearing?  “Forgiveness.”  First, I saw it in a letter someone had written.  Then I heard someone say it out loud. Then I heard an analogy about forgiveness. Finally, I clearly heard God’s voice…”Cammie, you haven’t really forgiven ________.”  Awesome.  Just awesome. I thought this account had been cleared.

The Reason We Don't Talk About Sin

Hello.  My name is Cammie and I’m a sinner. I know it and I own it.  I try not to sin, but inevitably, it happens.  Whether it’s something I say, watch, or do, no sooner does the action take place than I know what’s transpired.  Sometimes I sin deliberately.  Sometimes it’s an honest mistake.  Regardless, I know that I’m a big fat sinner…and I think that’s a very good thing.

Don't Be Ugly

What happened to “agreeing to disagree,” allowing each other the freedom to express a contrary opinion, without someone else hurling hurtful and downright abusive comments? Why are we seeing friendships literally destroyed right before our eyes, as insults are slung in contrast to previous professions of love?  Or better yet, what happened to keeping our opinions to ourselves? Do we really have to react by voicing EVERY SINGLE THOUGHT that comes into our minds?

When Our Guilt and Shame is Our Own Fault

I don’t want to start out on the negative, but if I asked you to recall a time when you knowingly did wrong, resulting in extreme guilt and shame, you’d be able to identify the offense(s) right away, wouldn’t you?  Trust me, when I asked myself this question, I remembered my top five in about ten seconds flat, resulting in my shoulders and hands actually tensing, as I recalled not only the pain inflicted upon myself, but others.  Memories of extreme guilt and shame were close behind, causing me to ask the question...what am I going to do with this?