When we keep this perspective forefront in our minds, it really helps us go to war against the shame and condemnation that tries to latch on after sin. The only cure for shame is to go to God—even when it’s awkward. Even when it’s hard.
Maybe especially when it’s awkward and hard.
Rather than distancing yourself, run to God as Father—a Father Who, yes, most certainly disciplines and chastises as He sees fit, but always in love. We don’t cower in fear before a Judge, we come vulnerable and open to a loving Abba, who offers grace and mercy.
I remember one time when I was a teenager, I broke curfew. It wasn’t typical, but it happened, and when I got home, I was anxious. I had a punishment coming and I deserved it. I hadn’t even called to give a head’s up—and it was late. My parents were both awake in bed, watching TV and waiting on me. I slunk into their room, offered my flimsy explanation/confession, and waited for my sentence.
I’ll never forget— my Dad looked at me long and hard, and finally said “I feel led right now to give you grace. That’s what God does for us. So I’m doing that now.”
I went to bed with grateful tears, feeling more loved and accepted than I’d felt in a long time.
