"Why I Am a Sinner"
I am a sinner. Don't get me wrong, I'm not trying to be humble or dramatic. Just stating a fact. But how did I get to be this way?
First of all, I come by it naturally. It runs in my family. My parents were two of the finest people I've ever known.
But, as every child eventually discovers, "nobody's perfect." Mom could be quite critical; Dad was often impatient. They had a few fights that were downright scary. Several of my relatives had problems misusing alcohol or drugs and at least one cousin spent time in prison.
Another cousin left his wife and two young boys for Las Vegas, never to return. I'm fairly confident we could trace my genealogy all the way back, and it would be the same story all sinners.
There's another reason why I'm a sinner. Because I've sinned. If you know me well enough, that will come as no surprise. Just ask my wife (on second thought, please don't). I'm also glad you didn't know me when I was a senior in high school. I swore and stole and cheated at cards and on tests. I was promiscuous.
I could be quite nasty to teachers and fellow students. I'm not saying I'm a terrible person. Just that I've broken more than a few of God's laws, fallen short of what He expects of us.
I'm not telling you this because I'm on a guilt trip. In fact, the news isn't all bad. The Bible says, "Jesus Christ came into the world to save sinners" (1 Timothy 1:15 ). Because of God's mercy, sinners are the special objects of His love. To fully experience God's love and forgiveness, I need to realize I'm the kind of person He came to save.
That way I can receive Jesus and all He has to offer. So that's why I don't mind telling you "I'm a sinner."
Todd Froehlich is pastor of Hartland Center Community Church.