Wednesday, March 26, 2008

They Know Not What They Have Done...

In my life:
I've been stabbed in the back, betrayed, and lied to. I've been attacked by people I hardly know because of their own selfishness. I have cried myself to sleep because of someone's careless words or actions. I've sworn never to talk to someone because of the way they treat me. I've been really hurt by a lot of people in my life. In fact, I would say that to some degree and to some extent the majority of the people I know have done something to hurt of offend me. 

Also in my life:
I've lashed out in anger and pain. I've said things I didn't mean. I've tried to get back at someone. I've ignored someone. In an attempt to have someone understand my hurt feelings, I've gossipped. Even when my intentions were good, I've hurt people. 

It seems to me that the people we call our friends are the people who haven't hurt us. But, frankly, by virtue of the fact that they are people, they are capable of it. Sometimes it's a just a matter of time.  In Blue Like Jazz, Donald Miller had a friend ask him if he was capable of raping someone, and even though it was difficult for him to admit it, he had to say, "Yes, I am capable of it."

I'm starting to see what sin means. It doesn't mean smacking your brother, lying to your coworker,  or even  killing someone.  Sin is a separation from God and God is Love... therefore, I think the real meaning of the word "sin" is losing your ability to love.

When Jesus cried, "Forgive them Father, for they know not what they have done", He wasn't just talking about our everyday individual sins, no. He was talking about our inability to really love God and each other. 

So the next time someone hurts you, don't hold it against them. Forgive them, try to talk to them, and just remember we're all in the same boat... we're all human. I really believe that everyone tries their best just to make it though life and that if we all really understood the repercussions of our actions, we wouldn't do half of the things we do. However, maybe that's the point... maybe we don't know what we do...

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