
Condemn - to find fault with, blame.
Last night we watched the last half of an
Agatha Christy movie. True to form, at the most tense moments, I become overwhelmed by a sense of guilt. What I'm guilty of, I do not know. My thoughts turned to what most people would consider a good thing I'd done and find fault with myself (I do think it is just a physical/hormonal reaction to the tense moments of the movies I watch, but it does plague my mind and requires prayerful attention). When the movie was over I shook my head and said to my husband that I can find guilt in my life even when I've done good and not bad.
Sometimes I battle before going to church. I fear going, because I do not want to sit in the pew and be condemned by the sermon. A silly fear, really. Again, a ploy of Satan to keep me from God's house. If Satan's at work, hurt from guilt only intensifies and grows, spreading through me like cancer.
Over the years, I've learned that when the Holy Spirit does the convicting, peace and healing come soon after.
To prepare for church, I pray. What I know needs to be confessed is confessed. What I know needs to be brought before the Lord, is brought before Him.
Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Make me to hear joy and gladness; that the bones which thou hast broken may rejoice. (Psalm 51:7-8)
I am perpetually at war with my flesh. If it were not for Christ, I would be condemned, and I would experience condemnation.
However, because of Christ, I have life and can live by the Holy Spirit. All praise and glory be to Him. But what happens when I do sin, even though I am saved?
I John 1:9 says:
If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.
We so easily condemn ourselves. We stand in judgment and end up hindering our walk. Self-condemnation freezes us, keeping us from pleasing God.
Pleasing is different than serving. We exist, and therefore we have the potential to please God. Serving requires action.
Even though I will not experience condemnation, when I sin my ability to serve God is hindered. But that doesn't mean I can't please Him after I have confessed and repent.
And when I listen to the lies of Satan, accusing me of wrong doing, I need to resist him. That is why--in those moments of guilt--I pray.
Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts. And see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting. (Psalm 139:23-2)
If I am consumed with false guilt, listening to the lies of Satan, I cannot please God. Because I love God, I desire to please Him.
I had an old horse, Woody, who served me well. He was perhaps one of the most obedient horses I have ever worked with. He truly had a tractable heart. But in his last years he developed arthritis and found even easy work difficult to do. Eventually, he was retired to be a "grooming horse." I loved to brush him. I'd talk to him and give him a treat, and he'd nuzzle me back or rub his head on my arm. This provided me great pleasure and comfort. He wasn't usable as a lesson horse anymore, but he was still a great friend.
Even when I am physically incapable of serving God, I can bring Him pleasure.
I think sometimes we put more value on serving God than He does.
We were created for His pleasure.
So we mess up. So did Peter. So did the woman caught in adultery.
Both experienced God's grace. Both had to live with their past and the consequences of it, but both were created for God's pleasure. And in loving God, they would find peace.
We know that once Christ re-affirmed Peter's love, Jesus had a specific task for Peter to do.
We don't know that of the adulterous woman. Yes, she could have spoken about Jesus to others and that would bring God glory and pleasure.
I pray many times a day for God to let me serve Him. My desire is to serve Him. Yet, I must also desire to please Him. Perhaps this should come first, for by pleasing Him, am I not also serving Him?
I'm a task-oriented person. A Martha-type. Sometimes I forget the importance of basking in the light of Christ. Just the sheer joy of being in His presence.
Being a task-oriented person, I naturally put far too much emphasis on the doing of things rather than on who I am in Christ--of the new creature He has made in me--of being Christ-like. God forgive me.
The fact is, how I behave myself (being loving, kind, patient, etc.) is far more important than accomplishing any task. What brings Him pleasure is allowing Him to dwell in me and manifest Himself through me to others. In other words, not what I do (in terms of accomplishing tasks), but who I am.
Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me....
Restore unto me the joy of thy salvation; and uphold me with thy free spirit. Then will I teach transgressors thy ways and sinners shall be converted unto thee....
O Lord, open thou my lips; and my mouth shall shew forth thy praise. For thou desirest not sacrifice; else would I give it: thou delightest not in burnt offering.
The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit: a broken and contrite heart, O God, thou wilt not despise.
Psalm 51:10-17