Last night, shortly after dinner, our youngest ran screaming to us.
He said he had hit his head, and I tried to calm him down enough
to figure out what was wrong with him.
His screaming seemed a little out of proportion to a bumped head.
I felt around on his head and my hand came away bloody.
Parting his hair (which is far too long), I finally saw the gash.
"Get off the phone!" I called to my husband,
"We need to take him in for a few stitches."
We cleaned it up a little to get a good look,
held a bandage to his head,
and struggled through getting everyone into coats and shoes.
He came home with two staples in his head.
Tonight I was reading 1 John 1 to my kids before bed.
If, then, we say that we have fellowship with him,
yet at the same time live in the darkness,
we are lying both in our words and in our actions.
But if we live in the light---just as he is in the light---
then we have fellowship with one another,
and the blood of Jesus, his Son, purifies us from every sin.
If we say that we have no sin,
we deceive ourselves, and there is no truth in us.
But if we confess our sins to God,
he will keep his promise and do what is right:
he will forgive us our sins and purify us from all our wrongdoing.
If we say that we have not sinned, we make a liar out of God,
and his word is not in us.
1 John 1:6-10
I noticed one of my children's eyes were very wide,
and there was a quivering chin.
"What, honey? Did you want to say something?"
"I was running... I mean, I was chasing...
and Silas was trying to get away from me...
and that's why he hurt his head."
The tears came then.
I held the offender, who was eaten up with guilt.
"Do you want to pray?"
"Listen, I forgive you. Jesus forgives you. Silas, do you forgive?" I said.
He came over and hugged his crying sibling fiercely,
kissing cheeks and laughing.
Whether you view the childishness that resulted in injury to someone else
as a sin, or simply an accident,
there is no doubt that confession was good for the soul.
This child was carrying around a burden of condemnation.
It was damaging fellowship, and hurting the heart.
If our conscience condemns us,
we know that God is greater than our conscience
and that he knows everything.
And so, my dear friends, if our conscience does not condemn us,
we have courage in God's presence.
1 John 3:20-21
The child thought it was sin, and so it was sin.
Confession brought courage.
And reassured love.