"I hate myself." That at times has been the reverberation of my thoughts in self-reflection. This thread is asking for what reason do you hate sin? This question can be answered in consideration of others, but I'm going to take a different route. For me one of the biggest reasons I hate sin is because it haunts the mind.
Its always there, in memory, to remind us of how we have fallen short of God's glory. It attacks any innocence that we thought we had. In some ways the sins of the past are kept secret, never to be told because of the horrors we perceive would be upon the faces of the ones we love. This I hate about sin. It is a stain upon the conscience.
Along these same lines, I hate sin for the very reason that it gives ammunition to the accuser of the brethren. It equips the enemy to taunt, belittle, and condemn us. To throw us under the bus in a never ending onslaught of worthlessness. If we look in the mirror to see ourselves we most definitely do fall short of God's glory. Indeed, the beauty of God's holiness is awe inspiring. It makes my heart cry for sanctification and that is where there is hope.
The hope of the Lord bringing us through His process of sanctification is like a glimmer in the dark. There is light! There is hope. All that we have done in the past cannot define us, because present action speaks louder than an echo of the past. More importantly, His righteousness imputed stands at the forefront to tell the accuser of the brethren, "I've been set FREE!" It is Christ, in me. Its a renewing of the mind to identity. I am righteous, in Christ. The righteousness of God, imputed. I am a new creation! He says to be holy as He is holy and you bet with that command there is providence!
So yes, I hate sin but how I love God. How I love righteousness and holiness! Sin is sweet for a moment but the taste lingers until it is bitter and putrid. That is my cry today, God sanctify me! The past does not define me, it doesn't need to be brought up and pulled out as a skeleton from a closet. I am to reckon myself dead to sin and alive unto God. A new creation. To walk in who God has called me to be. Praise God that my sins of scarlet are as white as snow, the sins of crimson as white as wool. The blood of Christ has set me free and under God's grace sin's dominion is broken. Hallelujah.
Its always there, in memory, to remind us of how we have fallen short of God's glory. It attacks any innocence that we thought we had. In some ways the sins of the past are kept secret, never to be told because of the horrors we perceive would be upon the faces of the ones we love. This I hate about sin. It is a stain upon the conscience.
Along these same lines, I hate sin for the very reason that it gives ammunition to the accuser of the brethren. It equips the enemy to taunt, belittle, and condemn us. To throw us under the bus in a never ending onslaught of worthlessness. If we look in the mirror to see ourselves we most definitely do fall short of God's glory. Indeed, the beauty of God's holiness is awe inspiring. It makes my heart cry for sanctification and that is where there is hope.
The hope of the Lord bringing us through His process of sanctification is like a glimmer in the dark. There is light! There is hope. All that we have done in the past cannot define us, because present action speaks louder than an echo of the past. More importantly, His righteousness imputed stands at the forefront to tell the accuser of the brethren, "I've been set FREE!" It is Christ, in me. Its a renewing of the mind to identity. I am righteous, in Christ. The righteousness of God, imputed. I am a new creation! He says to be holy as He is holy and you bet with that command there is providence!
So yes, I hate sin but how I love God. How I love righteousness and holiness! Sin is sweet for a moment but the taste lingers until it is bitter and putrid. That is my cry today, God sanctify me! The past does not define me, it doesn't need to be brought up and pulled out as a skeleton from a closet. I am to reckon myself dead to sin and alive unto God. A new creation. To walk in who God has called me to be. Praise God that my sins of scarlet are as white as snow, the sins of crimson as white as wool. The blood of Christ has set me free and under God's grace sin's dominion is broken. Hallelujah.
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