Surely I am not the only one. There must be people out there who suffer from it too…
The Man, I Am So Glad Nobody Saw That Syndrome.
The symptoms are numerous and can take on the form of the following- falling up the stairs, closing your hair in the car door, flinging your fork across the room as you merely attempt to pick it up, or poking your eye with a plastic bag…Yes, a plastic bag.
I will admit that if you were to follow me a few hours a day, you would have some comical material for some bizarre stories. Many times my “moments” occur when others DO see. And many times those moments involve the craziness that sometimes happens in the Mayfield household due to having an array of pets. I am quite sure that neighbors have often wondered what it must be like to be a member of my family. From my daughter walking chickens on a leash to my own unique incidents with the fire pit or leaf blower… we are probably a sight to behold from a couple of acres over.
God created humor. I have no doubt he has laughed at me numerous times over the years.
Unfortunately, I have no doubt that I have done things to hurt him, as well. Those idle words, those selfish motives, those impatient actions. Those “man I am so glad nobody saw that” moments that would not make him laugh, but rather, sigh.
Hebrews 4:13 says “Nothing in all creation is hidden from God’s sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of him to whom we must give account.”
Take this seriously. We must give an answer for all that we do. As long as we are clothed in this flesh we will struggle with sin. We will have moments of shame that will most likely be hidden from others but will be in full view of the Father. Uncovered by the blood of Christ, we will be left to answer for each and every moment of shame we have created.
I absolutely must continue to write the remainder of chapter 4 in Hebrews. To stop at verse 13 would leave you with only half the story. “Therefore, since we have a great high priest who has ascended into heaven, Jesus the Son of God, let us hold firmly to the faith we profess. For we do not have a high priest who is unable to empathize with our weaknesses, but we have one who has been tempted in every way, just as we are- yet he did not sin. Let us then approach God’s throne of grace with confidence, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us in our time of need.”
In Jewish history, the Day of Atonement was a time of great importance when it came to the role of the high priest. He was to make atonement for himself and the people for all the sins they committed during the year by making a sacrifice. He would bring the blood into the temple and sprinkle it on the mercy seat, which was God’s “throne.” This would make him and the people pure and redeemed before God… But then…Jesus came and history would never be the same.
Now does it make a bit more sense why Jesus is called our High Priest?
He wore this flesh that we wear now. He got hungry. He stubbed his toe. He probably tripped or had a bug fly into his eye a few times. He knew the smell of death and the grief of loss. Go a few steps further with me…He walked through hell, bore every pain and disease, and fell victim to death itself. But death could not hold the One who created life. He conquered, he rose, and he lives to intercede on behalf of those who know and love him. Our very own “everythings” that lay uncovered and bare before the Father have been doused in the blood of the ultimate sacrifice.
Think about this the next time you have a head on collision with a door.
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