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Saturday, June 9, 2012

Guilt

    Guilt is a form of unforgiveness.  Unforgiveness of self.  Instead of unintentionally wrapping yourself in duct tape, we intentionally build a box to keep ourselves in to protect those around us from all of our "badness".  In this modern day, we are no longer forced to build our own box, we can go buy one.

     "Good afternoon sir.  Welcome to Suck City, where we know you suck.  Can I help you?"
     Trying to shield your face you admit, "I need a guilt and shame box."
     "So, you did something stupid?  That sucks."  He laughs as he leads you to the guilt and shame boxes in the back of the store.
     "Here we have a coffin.  The coffin is a perfect place to simmer in your guilt.  Let's admit it, it's killing you right?  Why not get into a coffin now so you don't have to bother your family with the hassle of buying it later."
     "That's creepy."
     "Don't worry sir.  We have several other models."  He pauses briefly to look you up and down, "So, what did you do?  Cheat on your diet, screw up your kids or have a good old night of relapse?"
    "I would rather not say."
     "Not a hint?"
     "No sir, can we please just find me a box so I can get out of here and into the box so I don't screw up anything else?"
     "Testy little guy aren't you?  Obviously you need the best.  I only show this model to the people who really deserve it."
     "I'm ready.  Please show me."
     He leads you to a back room and closes the door behind you.  He locks it.  "We are very careful who sees our "Pot of Gold" model.  This is only for people who don't care to ever forgive themselves."  He reaches into a drawer and pulls out a pair of sunglasses, "Please put these on."
   After you put on the shades, he pulls back the curtain and you are blinded by a large shiney box.  As your eyes adjust you hear a choir sing.  You realize you are standing in front of a gold plated outhouse.  "Sir, our "Pot of Gold" model comes already filled with a large seat entrance and regular users.  You just have to take it home and climb into the the tank."
     "I'll take it."
     "Between you and me sir, if you ever change your mind, you just hit the little red button on the wall and Jesus will climb right down in there and get you.  If he is really busy, he may send a friend, but He always gets you out one way or another.  You only have to ask."
     "Why would He climb down in there to get me?"
     "Didn't you know, sir?  Jesus loves you."

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