Sunday Musings - January 29, 2023
The “gift” of confession
If one grew up in a religious framework such as Christianity one probably learned that confession was good for the soul. What one was expected to confess was one’s sins so that one could accept and/or ask for the forgiveness of the God of one’s understanding. In the church in which I grew up, it was implied if not explicitly stated that if one was truly sorry one approached one’s chat with the God of one’s understanding with grievous sorrow which, of course, provided a good companion for shame and guilt. One might have joined in a communal prayer recorded in the Book of Common Prayer which might begin, “We have erred and strayed from thy ways like lost sheep. We have followed too much the devices and desires of our own hearts. We have offended against thy holy laws. We have left undone those things we ought to have done and have done those things we ought not to have done; and there is no health in us.” Another version in the same gook begins: “Dearly beloved the Scripture moves us in sundry places to acknowledge and confess our manifold sins and wickedness.”
Now the fact that we all expected to recite the same prayers might suggest that all of us humans are just that - imperfect by design. Certainly, there is merit to the desire of many of us to be our best selves while accepting that we daily or hourly full short of that goal. There should be no shame attached to our being human. Yet to this day if I fall short of being my best self, I often feel an intense sense of shame and guilt.
This is a common experience for many of us. We have created a society in which it is fearful and often shameful to admit a mistake.
Clearly there are behaviors which are very harmful to others. Yet, I am hard pressed to arrive at a set of criteria which seems to fairly and accurately assign points to every possible way we hurt ourselves, other people, animals or the environment. One might, of course, suggest that murder is obviously deserving the most “sin” points. Yet, if murder is done in a fit of rage over events such as the bombings of 9/11 it is termed one’s moral and patriotic duty. One can also commit emotional murder; behavior which creates such deep hurt and fear that it kills the spirit of the recipient for years.
In the United States the judicial system purports to dispense justice which demands payment in the form of jail time, often financial ruin and a denial of services such as public housing. Yet we know that those who are labeled criminals often have a mental illness or some deep psychological injury.
That Jesus fellow who is seen both as God and man by the Christian religion is said to have commanded:
Let the person who is without sin throw the first stone.
Love your enemies.
We often severely chastise and even shame others for behavior that is clearly a result of being human. Hurt people often get frightened and use anger as a shield. Hurt people hurt each other. I recently saw the movie “A Man Named Otto” starring Tom Hanks. The chief character is a man named Otto who has experienced deep and painful losses. He adopts an anger shield in an attempt to try to avoid his own pain. He attempts suicide. As the movie unfolds one learns of his pain.
We are humans who are often less than our best selves. Some days some of us approximate being our best selves for a moment or two. Yet, daily we harm ourselves, each other, and all of Mother Earth. Yes, we have all erred and strayed from being our best selves. Yes, we will continue to do so. Yes, we can all help each other strive to work as a community to take better care of each other. The irony is that the more accepting we are of our shared humanness the closer we become to being our best selves. Shame and punishment do not heal.
Of course, there are some people whose mind is so damaged that they are unable to consider the needs and rights or others. Let’s find a way to provide safe, loving places which are not the State Mental hospitals/the snake pitts of yore. Let’s not continue to create treatment facilities where staff are often over worked, poorly trained and grossly underpaid. The patients and staff are not just patients and staff. The patients and staff are equally human. They are not criminals. The patients may be people who are UNABLE to consider the needs of others. The staff are humans who need support and respect or they will be unable to consider the needs of others.
Perhaps our prayer could be much simpler. “Here I am, this imperfect human who knows he/she is deserving of love, of a second and third chance, of care when I am unable to care for myself, of safe and decent housing, of sufficient and healthy food, of freedom from shame, of respect for whom I am no matter my age, gender, sexual orientation, gender identification, different abledness, race, religion or other biological or cultural differences. Together we can support each other in letting go of fear, shame or other shields. Together we can be more than we are separately. Together we can affirm and celebrate our shared humanness.” Only then can we safely confess and learn from our mistakes.
Written January 29, 2023
Jimmy F Pickett
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