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The Guilt Trip

Therefore, there is nono condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus,  Romans 8:1

Ok, I admit it!  I am a sensitive person.  I absolutely hate knowing that I have hurt someone either knowingly or unknowingly.  I do not think this is a bad thing.  It is how God made me, which is the best me there is.  There are times, however, when it creates problems; that others who are not so sensitively wired do not have.  If someone criticizes something that I said or did, I immediately feel pain or guilty; I think that I must have caused their hurt and or anger.  I internalize the remarks and feel badly that I hurt the other person.  Recently, I had such an episode, and as I was thinking about the altercation; I heard God say “My child, I did not condemn you”. Then he said, “You did nothing wrong; no sin was committed.  You don’t have to “own” this guilt.  ”.  So I decided that I would send that guilt right back to satan.   I realized that If God has not convicted me of wrong doing; I am not guilty. My step was a little lighter, and my smile was back; peace was restored.  It is so freeing and empowering to realize that I do not have to let others make me feel guilty without a cause.  Perhaps you, like me, let others opinion of you dominate your feelings.  Can I suggest you let God be your judge?  If HE does not condemn you, then you do not have to feel guilty.   Let’s admit it; we all do things for which we are certainly guilty.  Do we really need to add “false guilt” to it?  Let’s choose not to accept guilt that God has not placed on us.

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