Sin is a three-letter word that seems to carry a lot of
weight, especially in the religious world.
I can remember the first time I heard this word. I believe I
was about 10 years old and a sister from the church that my aunt attended was
out doing a little missionary work. My mother had just married my stepfather
and they had gotten (SAVED).
They asked the church Sista if she could stop by our house because
no sinners were allowed to live in their house anymore. She came by for the purpose of witnessing to my
cousin and me about Jesus Christ and accepting Him as our savior. This is what they call leading you to Christ.
I remembered hearing a little about God, but up until that
time it was only in the sense that God assisted, God created the world, and God
controlled the weather.
I recall seeing a huge beautiful book on my Grandmother’s
coffee table with the HOLY BIBLE written on it and it had a colorful hologram picture
of a group of white men with long beards and long hair sitting around a huge
table. I never knew who these men were and I never thought to ask.
I only opened that book to look at the beautiful and colorful
pictures that had a gloss to them. I found out later in life that these men
were Jesus and his disciples at the Last Supper.
I remember thinking of God as someone or something that was
good; that was until the church Sista told us about God’s other side.
That day I discovered that the other side of God was capable
of hate, because God hated Sin, and we were all born as sinners and remained
sinners until we accepted his son (only begotten son) as our savior.
God also was Jealous, and would send us (unrepentant
sinners) to a burning hell if we did not repent of our sins and we needed to
make a choice to choose God right now and repent just incased we died that
night, we could wake up in Heaven.
Up until that day, I just thought of myself as a little
black girl, I had no ideal I was a sinner as well, and what was a sinner
anyway, and how did I become a sinner. What did I do to become a sinner? Was I
just born that way? What was I doing that was so bad that it would make a
loving God hate me, after all, I was just 10 years old, how many sins could
have committed by that age? To be cont’d
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