guilt lies

what a monster it is.

the enemy of grace.

its greatest deception is a false sense of  peace, and it justifies everything with the same lie: you owe. and therein lies the danger…whatever it tempts us to do just adds to that burden, even though it promises otherwise. a burden we have no business trying to carry, something we’re not meant to carry. and that’s what the enemy wants. to add to the load until –  one day – it does what he intends it to do…crush.

grace gives us all those things we don’t deserve: another chance, forgiveness, freedom, true peace. it tells us to let go. it doesn’t demand. it works for us, not against us. it forces nothing, it carries everything. it guards our boundaries. it challenges us to accept it, to look in the mirror, to change the only thing we can: ourselves. and only by its power. it is enough. and it is always there. it doesn’t eliminate the consequences, but it takes our hand and enables us to deal.

“My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness.”

but guilt demands. it enslaves. it destroys. it deafens. it doesn’t look us in the eye. it hides and cuts people off. it doesn’t know what love is. or peace. or hope. it is so damn selfish. God, how i hate it. i hate what it does to people. i hate that i’m losing.


christians: the ultimate buzz kills

i want to dedicate this post to the buzz kills: those precious souls who enter the fray to remind us how miserable and dark this world is in the midst of a moment of a light-hearted reprise.

i salute you.

thank you for taking us by our feet and yanking us back to the ground. revel in your moment of self-righteous smugness as you lower upon us the dark cloud of reality. gloat as you lay the guilt on thick,  displaying before us the suffering and brokenness of others, the lowliness and despair of existence. oh, how dare we! where would we be without you? just a bunch of ignorant, insensitive heathens laughing at the expense of others…totally forgetting that this world is full of heartache and injustice and pain. thanks. thanks for reminding us. i almost forgot.


let me never be that prude.