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| Copyright © 2002 by The Voice of Prophecy |
| David B. Smith |
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P.O.
Box 53055 |
| December 3, 2002 |
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THE ART OF CHRISTIAN CONFESSION #2 GETTING RID OF SMALLPOX A Father Harold Cost, who works at the Holy Family
Church in Belle Prairie, Minnesota, tells the story about a second grader
who came to confession for the very first time. Well, it was a rather
brief session there in the confessional; the kid didn’t seem to have very
many sins to talk about. Which is fine, but the priest asked him very
gently: “Do you have any more?” “Oh, sure,” the youngster admitted cheerfully,
“but I’m saving some for next time.” “His mother lived in terror of the unknown punishments of eternity,” he writes. “His people dwelt in continual fear of hell’s torment. His church taught him constantly of the anger and wrath of God, of the judgment of Jesus.” And once Luther entered the monastery, this desire to get forgiveness according to the rules of First John 1:9 nearly consumed him. In his landmark book, Here I Stand, Roland Bainton observes: “He confessed frequently, often daily, and for as long as six hours on a single occasion. Every sin in order to be absolved was to be confessed. Therefore the soul must be searched and the memory ransacked and the motives probed. As an aid the penitent ran through the seven deadly sins and the Ten Commandments.” Bear in mind that for Martin Luther, these endless hours of excruciating mental torture, of self-examination, of poring painfully over the hidden pages of his past, had to then be shared with another human being, a confessor. Booth concludes with this anecdote: “Luther would repeat a confession and, to be sure of including everything, would review his entire life until the confessor grew weary and exclaimed, ‘Man, God is not angry with you. You are angry with God. Don’t you know that God commands you to hope?’” But for Martin Luther, the grand guarantee from the
Apostle John — “Confess and receive forgiveness” — had become a hell instead
of a hope. Had he thought of every sin? Had he tracked down every less-than-perfect
motive? Was he actually cooperating with Satan in conveniently forgetting
some tiny misdeed from years past? “I talked with a man once who told me he believed that a person [meaning a Christian] was lost from the time he committed a sin until he confessed it.” Then Marvin adds: “That is absolutely false.” He goes on: “All of us are assured of salvation when we accept Jesus as our Saviour, and at that point none of us are mature Christians. God assures us of salvation at every step during the growth process, not just at the end of it. Coming to the point of confession is a growth process like anything else in the Christian life.” This is an absolutely crucial teaching of the church,
and we have to explore it further. But let me ask you a question — those
of you listening today who are parents. And especially if you enjoy a
close, abiding, “connected” relationship with your child. He or she loves
you, and you love them. But one day they sin — some little disobedient
or dishonest act. You see it, of course, but they don’t know you see it.
And perhaps some time goes by before they get up the courage to come to
you and say, “Mommy, I told a lie. I’m sorry.” It might even be a few
days before the pangs of conscience overcome the reluctance of shame.
But they finally blurt out the words and confess. “When you were dead in your sins and in the uncircumcision of your sinful nature, God made you alive with Christ. He forgave us ALL our sins.” We have to keep chipping away at the truth, staying
on our knees for the entire journey, to be sure. But let me take you back
to that cold monastery and Luther’s obsessive, despairing struggle to
dredge up and confess all sins by repetition and then root out all sins
by perspiration. We shared last October the old story where a kindly mentor
named Staupitz asked this frail, fanatical priest to repeat the Apostle’s
Creed. And Luther got to the line: “I believe in the forgiveness of sins.” “There is, according to Luther, something much more drastically wrong with man than any particular list of offenses which can be enumerated, confessed, and forgiven. The very nature of man is corrupt. The penitential system fails because it is directed to particular lapses. Luther had come to perceive that the entire man is in need of forgiveness.” This faithful monk realized at last that he wasn’t just doing this, and that, and the other thing wrong . . . and that by racking his brain he could confess and fix his sins one at a time. He was a sinner through and through. His only hope was to cast himself at the foot of the cross. Here’s the concluding paragraph: “The physician does not need to probe each pustule to know that the patient has smallpox, nor is the disease to be cured scab by scab. To focus on particular offenses is a counsel of despair. When Peter started to count the waves, he sank. The whole nature of man needs to be changed.” Luther felt he was covered with a million smallpox sores, and finally admitted to himself that he simply HAD SMALLPOX. And the best thing he could do was to find himself a merciful Doctor.
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