Shame is a tool of the enemy. It causes us to be the absolute worst version
of ourselves. When God breathed the
world into being there was no shame. In
fact, the first time the word is mentioned is in Genesis 2:25 when it tells us
that the man and the woman in the garden were
both naked and they felt no shame. It
wasn’t until the fall (Genesis 3:1-11) that shame reared its ugly head. And as soon as it did, Adam and Eve went from
being “naked and unashamed” to being
“afraid because they were naked so they
hid.” What a radical
difference! They went from being completely
known and completely loved to being full of fear, hiding, and covering. And it has been that way ever since. We now live in shame, but we long for a life
where we can be naked and unashamed once again.
So what is it about shame that makes it so
harmful to life with God? Maybe it would
be good to define exactly what shame is, as well as what it is not. You see, shame is not “I have done something
wrong,” that is guilt. And guilt—the godly sorrow that leads to repentance of
2 Corinthians 7:10—can be a fruitful thing in the life of the Spirit. Shame, on the other hand, is not fruitful at
all. Shame is not “I’ve done something
wrong,” shame is “I am something wrong.”
There is an enormous difference.
Shame causes the “image of God” that we were created in to be a distant
memory. It rules and controls and
consumes us with its lies and accusations.
It blurs our vision and keeps us from being able to see accurately. It besieges our soul—our identity in Christ—with
a constant barrage of hostile, anxious, degrading, and destructive inner
dialogue that overwhelms, consumes, and demoralizes us. Shame is one of the biggest enemies of the
spiritual life. But my guess is that you
already know that all too well.
I don’t know how shame rears its ugly head
in your life, but I’m painfully aware of how it does so in mine. I think that’s why I find the words of this
ancient prayer so incredibly helpful.
They give me words with which to battle my shame. They give me images of my God that allow me
to find refuge and strength, even when I feel like I am being attacked from all
sides. They remind me of what God and
how he really feels about me (in Christ).
O God, be my refuge, strength, and deliverer. Be a strong fortress to save me from the
effects of fear and shame. This day and
every day. Amen.
Praise be to the Lord, for he showed me
the wonders of his love when I was in a city under siege. In my alarm I said, “I am cut off from your
sight!” Yet you heard my cry for mercy when I called to you for help. (Psalm
31:19-22, NIV)
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