My friend, may I ask you a question? When mistakes lead to embarrassment or worse, is it ever right to cover up our culpability or should we face it head on? Is God’s solution to our pain and embarrassment simply: “Don’t run away from your mistakes. Isn’t the pain the beginning of healing?”
My friend, life’s a story, welcome to This Passing Day. I’m Mark Brunner.
“Biting the Bullet!” I’ve used that phrase often in my life without really knowing where it came from. I did a little research the other day and came up with this explanation. In the days before effective anesthetics soldiers were given bullets to bite on to help them endure pain. Over the years the act has become a metaphor for enduring shame, pain or embarrassment voluntarily. As I thought about it further, it seemed a fitting explanation of how God instructs us to deal with mistakes in our lives. When life gets tough, especially when we’re the cause for the problem, turn to God but don’t expect him to wave the problem away. God’s response often is that we need to, “Bite the bullet!”
When our mistakes lead to to embarrassment or worse, we can either cover up our culpability or face it head on. God’s solution to our pain and embarrassment may simply be: “Don’t run away from your mistake. It’s the beginning of healing.”
Here’s a story. Many years ago, Christian professor John Stuart Blackie of the University of Edinburgh was listening to his students as they presented oral readings. When one young man rose to begin his recitation, he held his book in the wrong hand. The professor thundered, “Take your book in your right hand, and be seated!” At this harsh rebuke, the student held up his right arm. He didn't have a right hand! The other students shifted uneasily in their chairs. For a moment the professor hesitated. Then he made his way to the student, put his arm around him, and with tears streaming from his eyes, said, “I never knew about it. Please, will you forgive me?” His humble apology made a lasting impact on that young man. This story was told some time later in a large gathering of believers. At the close of the meeting a man came forward, turned to the crowd, and raised his right arm. It ended at the wrist. He said, “I was that student. Professor Blackie led me to Christ. But he never could have done it if he had not made the wrong right.” (Source Unknown.)
Biting the bullet when we’re wrong is a difficult thing to do. It means putting ourselves away for the moment and placing the person that we wronged in front of our feelings. That’s not an easy thing for anyone to do; but it’s what God instructs us to do. When wrong has occurred, right must be applied; even at the cost of our feelings and pride. In this age of modern moral anesthetics, there is still no substitute for “Biting the bullet” when wrong has been done and we’re at fault. It’s a hard path and biting the bullet won’t eliminate the pain. Embarrassment and guilt don’t taste good. But, in the end, the pain will go away when the moment is past; if we only have the courage to bite down hard and do the right thing at the right moment no matter the pain.
We pray. Heavenly Father, we would often love to turn back time to change our mistakes. Please help us to be forgiving of ourselves, and to move on from our mistakes. When we feel overwhelmed by regret, please wash away this emotion with your grace. we know you love us, and understand our hearts. Fill us with your strength and courage as we resolve to live beyond our mistakes always walking forward into a new future, hand in hand with the Maker of heaven and earth. In Jesus name we pray. Amen!
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