We live in a moral universe.
If we didn’t there would be no such thing as guilt; nothing would matter.
But because we live in a such a universe, thoughts and actions count.
The cost of meaning is the possibility of failure.
The reason we feel guilty is because we are guilty.
We do not belong to ourselves, we belong to somebody else.
When a moral inventory is taken, we fall short, hence our guilt.
There will be an accounting at some point.
What is most peoples’ reaction to this fact?
They run around, trying to find something that they do well and others do poorly to emphasize.
And they blame shift.
“The woman you gave me, gave me to eat, and I ate.”
It’s your fault, it’s her fault, but it’s not my fault.
The only solution? To confess your guilt, and give it to somebody who has no guilt of their own.
Who is that? Jesus of Nazareth. He has already taken your guilt, placed it in his own account, and paid for it.
This was done 2,000 years ago, but many don’t realize it. When you do, it’s the most wonderful realization in the world.
