They [strangers and aliens] desire a better country, that is, a heavenly one. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for he has prepared for them a city. Hebrews 11:16
Shame is a powerful catalyst. Volumes of books have been written about it. Countless hours of counseling have been dedicated to those who live under the curse of it. I’ve had a decade or two when it plagued me badly. Shame tempts us to hide our true selves from others and from God. While the thought of this is tragic, there’s an even more disturbing thing to consider. Can God be ashamed of me?
I won’t wait any further to answer it. He is not ashamed. Let that sink in if you’ve always feared He is embarrassed by you or something you’ve done. On the days I sin, He does not change His mind about me. I have been declared forgiven and before Him, I am righteous. Though I will stumble and fall, though I will grieve His heart many times before I die, I still walk in the perfection imputed to me after the death of Jesus. God continues to build a city for those He has redeemed through the blood of the Lamb. The hammer never falters when He sees me make bad choices. The Father never winces and wonders if He should change His mind about the promises He’s made to forgive me and call me His own. Construction continues without interruptions and without a trace of regret. Covenant love rules the present, and the future, no matter what failures unfold.
One of my very favorite scriptures is Psalm 34:5. Those who look to Him are radiant, their faces are never covered with shame. Not all faces without shame are radiant. They may be stoic and just plain unreadable. But God’s radical love gives more than enough reasons for eyes to shine and for faces to reveal the overwhelming joy of sins forgiven and the anticipation of eternity in God’s presence.
All of this makes me examine the times I was reticent to openly declare that You are my Lord and Savior. Forgive me. Amen