I know it sounds funny to some. Did you mean me?
We met with our counselor today.
We started to tell him about some of the dreams we’ve been dreaming together…really for years, but are revisiting them some lately.
We stopped ourselves as if to say, “I know. We need to first be miserable for a while. We shouldn’t be talking about this.”
To which he says:
“Can you show me where it says that? Where the timeline is for purgatory? And how long are supposed to stay there?
If you find it, let me know and we’ll consider it. But for now, where in the world did you get that?”
Why do we feel that??
I’ve thought about it a lot today.
I think the tension is partly fed by being in ministry. I’m not going to take a stand on whether it is right or wrong. But I will say this….it effects healing.
Because when you mess up like this in ministry. Everything changes.
You lose your job, you lose your church, you lose so much. It’s public humiliation and shame. And you can’t help thinking “we deserve to be punished.”
I’ve know the verses…I understand the responsibility for a person in leadership.
Yet I also recognize how Satan uses it to bring complete destruction and defeat in individual’s lives.
Friday is Good Friday and Sunday is Easter. Judas and Peter come to mind. Christ-followers publicly denying Christ. Judas allows Satan to bring complete destruction and defeat; in remorse Judas destroys his own life. Death reigns.
On the other hand, Peter hides and weeps for days. But there on Easter morning, he’s among friends and he’s running to the tomb. Hope. Longing to hear the words from the one he denied, “Peter, do you love me? Then feed my sheep.” Life reigns.
It’s resurrection week. As everyday should be.
So we are fighting to listen to the right voice.
He’s the one on the cross. He’s the one no longer in the tomb.
He’s the one dealing death and sin its final blow.
He’s the one who in grace invites sinners, those who denied Him so publicly:
“Do you love me? Dream again. “