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Sin & Guilt - a short story by A.B.King


   Once upon a time in a land much like the one you live in right now, there lived a man named John. He was a Christian man.
   Of recent he had just committed a really big sin that really weighed on his conscience. He had asked God for forgiveness but he still felt dirty inside. He tried this and he tried that but he still felt dirty inside.
   The guilt started to eat away at him and he often just lay in bed regretting what he had done many days ago. With each passing day he fell deeper and deeper into depression. He would hear a voice telling him that even though God had forgiven him that it would be impossible for him to get back to the level he was in his relationship with God before he had committed that sin of many days ago.
   John often found himself crying and asking God to forgive him of the sin he had already asked God to forgive him for before. This he did over and over again anytime he felt the dirt in his heart burning strong.
   One day John got fed up and decided to take his own life. He couldn’t stand the guilt anymore. He climbed to the top of a building. He was going to jump. People gathered below the building, the crowd started to become larger. Some pleaded with him not to jump but some looked like they wanted him to jump even though they didn’t say anything or maybe it was just his imagination playing tricks on him.
   John put his left leg over the edge, suddenly he heard a man scream, “WAIT !” from behind him. He had not known someone else had climbed the roof after him.
   John observed the man behind him. He wasn’t a cop – the cops hadn’t gotten there yet. He probably was a truly concerned folk or just a guy who wanted to be a hero. ‘Either way what could he know? He doesn’t know what I’ve been going through’, John taught to himself.
   John turned his attention away from the man and resorted to continue what he had started but the man begged him to please tell him what was wrong that maybe he might be able to help.
   There was something about this stranger. Something special – spectacular. ‘Whatever, What do I have to loose’, John taught to himself. So John told the stranger what was wrong.
   The man looked at John and told him that he had done everything but a basic thing a Christian should do every day not solely for the purpose of erasing quilt but for a whole bunch of different reasons. It is something that every Christian must always do. It is reading the bible.
   Reading the bible takes away guilt from the heart of a Christian who has sinned and asked God for forgiveness if the guilt hasn’t gone away already. The more you read the bible the more you feel clean. The bible is not a book of condemnation. It’s far from it. The bible is book of salvation from all things that seek to bind you and it’s much much more.
   That dirty feeling you feel after you commit sin and even though you have asked God for forgiveness and he has forgiven you (Note: it is written in 1 John 1:9 that; “If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness”), still persists is sure to be wiped away as you keep reading your bible. For Jesus said, “You are clean by the words I have spoken unto you.” (John 15: 3)
   God’s word is light and the entrance of light casts out darkness. Guilt, sin, condemnation and feeling dirty on the inside is darkness and God’s word – the bible is the antidote to the darkness.
   John decided to change his mind. He came down the building after thanking the stranger for what he said to him. He was going to put what the man said to the test.
   John went home and spent the rest of the day reading his bible. By the next day John didn’t have any dirty feeling inside him anymore. Hallelujah!

THE END.

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