“The Man said, “The Woman you gave me as a companion, she gave me fruit from the tree, and, yes, I ate it.” Genesis 2: 12 (The Message Bible)
When I was around eight-year’s old, one day my mother put four pieces of candy on the kitchen counter—one for me and my three brothers. I ate my piece and the one designated for my little brother. Perhaps, because of my early love for chocolate, my mother knew I had taken the candy. I don’t remember if I tried to place blame on anyone else, but I know I accepted the punishment of extra chores. My mother never knew that shame punished me far more severely than doing dishes for a week.
I consider Guilt and Shame as the fraternal twins of my psychic. They keep check on everything I do. As a sensitive person, I spend a lot of time with the twins. I thank them for helping to keep me in line, but sinful ways are part of my spiritual DNA, and I find myself spending far too much time with them. Fortunately, prayer, and the grace of God, trumps anything that Grace and Shame lord over me. Forgiveness cancels them out—until the next time I screw up.
Dear Lord, thank you for Guilt and Shame that help protect me when I fall short of your expectations. Amen.