I was thinking on the word, "sin" this morning.
Probably because yesterday we spent the day with some friend that live here in Colorado, and they are very very evangelical and religious.
They are utterly sweet and so full of grace, but the word, " sin " came up a lot yesterday.
It hit me as funny because I haven't thought of the word, " sin " in a looooong time!
It was a really nice visit, but I am still trying to find my space inside religious conversations. I want to just embrace every person and love them no matter what their religious beliefs are....but my listening entails alot of nodding up and down, and I don't want that to come across as agreeing with them when I don't. lol... ah me!
Anywho, we got home, got the kids to bed, and my hub, brother, and sister-in-law and I started to chat about our days.
Eventually we got on to the topic of sin.
We all shared what a negative word it had become in our lived because of all of our religious upbringings.
My brother and I being raised evangelical Christians, and my hub and sis-in-law being raised Catholic.
It was a great conversation about religion, politics, love and life.
If I asked you today, what comes to mind when you think of the word sin, what would you say??
Something God hates.
Something I need to deal with and get out of me to be close to God.
Something that keeps God away from me.
It's a really harsh word!
But what's funny is it's true origins come from verbiage that is used in archery.
Sin simply means: to miss the mark.
You pulled back your arrow, you shot towards the bulls eye, and you missed it.
Now, what an archer would do, is they would simply re-adjust them self and try again.
Which brings up another word... repent.
Repent simply meaning to turn and walk the other way..
If you use the example of an archer missing the mark, to repent would mean that I am going to adjust myself and try again.
I made a choice that wasn't life producing, I see it, and I make a different one.
Nothing weird. Nothing that repels God. Very simple and so love filled.
It's mind blowing how messed up these words have become by men and their own filters and interpretations.
I honestly don't think God is offended AT ALL by my missing the mark.
Anymore then I am with my own kids.
The God I am getting to know bends down, says, " Come on love, let's get up...let me dust you off, and let's try something different."
And that is that.
I can't remember the last time I said sorry to God for anything that I have done.
Because when I miss the mark it has nothing to do with Him.
To myself.. yes.
To others.. yes.
But to God.. no.
I have found in my walking this journey out with Him that He is fully confident that I am going to figure it out.
God has set into motion some pretty nifty laws that are so present in every human beings life.
~ The law of cause and effect.
~ The law of reaping and sowing.
These laws teach us.
They are there to direct and to guide.
If we could step back and take off all the heaviness of the "sin management to please God and make ourselves clean and except-able so that He will stay with us" message.
If we could realize the truth that God knows us deeply. He knows our humanness.
That He created all of us...our light and our darkness.
That He truly is NOT surprised when I miss the mark.
If we could but realize that He has this whole thing set up to teach and direct us to what is life giving and what is death producing in our lives, to our loved ones, and the world around us...
If we could just step into the simplicity of this, then we would be taught daily what is good for us and what is not.
Being all bound up with the sin message in my own life for so long only caused my heart harm.
It completely messed up my own internal gauge, and caused me to run to behaviors that were done in secret and were very destructive to myself and my family.
Shame makes it's entrance as well, and there is absolute devastation.
The mean and hurtful words that come from shame about myself, my person, my heart and my intent group me into the same space as words like whore, shit, ugly, dirty, hopeless, useless, selfish, self serving, and without value.
All of that brings no honor to anybody, especially to myself... God's priceless, precious treasure.
It truly devastated me. I think had I not been rescued by God out of all that madness, I would have died. I think I would have killed myself. It would have destroyed me.
My heart breaks for those inside this message still.
The sadness when I am around it, and children that are immersed in it is so overwhelming.
It's hard to be around it at times.
Because what I am learning is that the way of Truth IS the way of Love.
And Love speaks to me that I am lovely. I am good. I am perfect. I am my Papa's shining one...His sparkly Amy who He finds great joy and delight in.
Love reminds me that I am learning. I will make mistakes. I will miss the mark. I will re-adjust and make a different choice.
Truth says that in life, mistakes are going to be made all the time...
To try anything is going to guarantee you that you will make mistakes...and it's ok.
Because that is how we learn.
Isn't that wonderful? I am going to say it again.
Making mistakes is how we learn.
This is the message I am teaching my children. No more shame for them, and making them feel like shit because of a childish mistake or because they didn't know the effect of something and tried it.
In my home we words like mistake, and choices.
And knowing that to try anything most likely will involve mistakes, missing the mark...but it's part of the trying.
I so long for my children to be raised inside this beautiful truth.
I so long for every image bearing child of God to know this.
How do you view making mistakes?
So much love today... and gratitude for you!