….To you, O Lord, I lift up my soul;
………in you I trust, O my God.
……Do not let me be put to shame,
nor let my enemies triumph over me.
…….No one whose hope is in you
………will ever be put to shame,
…….Guard my life and rescue me;
…….do not let me be put to shame,
…………for I take refuge in you.
May integrity and uprightness protect me,
……because my hope, LORD, is in you.
………….(Psalm 25:1-3, 20-21)
I am coming to realize that one of my most besetting sins is my sense of shame. It has been my constant companion since my childhood. It hides in my heart like a dark stowaway, like a hidden wayfarer, whispering lies that confound my faith in Christ. In double-minded doubt, I depart from Christ and continually employ my gifts as a way to compensate for my shame. Just like my first parents – I reach for the nearest fig leaf to cover myself in vain. But gifts are not enough. Indeed, nothing is enough. Fig leaves fall apart in even the smallest storm. A gentle brush of wind is enough to disrobe me. Yet, though the wind of shame is greater than my feeble, fig-leaf vestments, thanks be to God, it is not greater than the Cross of My Redeemer. Jesus died to cover my shame. He has given me His name. His righteousness robe cannot be removed. In Him, the darkness cannot find me; for the cross of Christ will always hide me. I know theses truths inside my head, but how quickly my heart forgets.
Lord, help us who rest in you to repent of the shame that undermines our faith.
Help us to put our trust in you.
Help us to place our hope in you. Guide our lives and rescue us.
Do not let us be put to open shame…
for we hide ourselves in you.