The bible defines sin as missing the mark…not very dramatic an event to go to Hell for (for all eternity!)
As I’ve felt impressed to pray for my leaders-each person I ‘report to’ here on earth. It becomes more and more consuming. I feel the real need more and more. Not because I think they are about to do something ‘big’ or that they are caught up in some ‘sin’. But because I identify with their humanness. Their (our) inclination to miss the mark.
During prayer today I felt such a weight. The weight of my life. Probably not the full weight or I suppose I wouldn’t be alive to write this; But the weight of my good intentions -that had nothing to do with God, Holiness or His direction for my life. And suddenly I felt like I needed to hide. In my mind’s eye, I could see an altar in front of me-gold and massive and strange. So I looked for Jesus to hide behind. He was standing there facing the altar. I crept up behind him, I could hardly bear to glimpse at the bottom corner of it. As I hid behind Christ I suddenly realized that God was everywhere and could see BEHIND things. I wasn’t safe merely crouching behind something. And in a second I knew and was acting.
I stepped INTO Jesus. He was transparent and it was easy, just like stepping over a threshold. I put my feet in His and his body around me. I stood there trembling a little-wondering if I would be found out. But-oh happy day-being IN Christ is the ONLY requirement for standing in front of God. With that realization-that I was completely hidden in Christ-His love covered all my ‘missing the mark’ -I straightened up and stood tall facing the altar.