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HC: What is sin anyway?

When I first think of the word "sin" I think of some fire and brimstone sermons I've listened to over the years, I think of a list of offenses: murder, theft, anger, lust, pride, and more, but more and more when I think of sin - I think of it being the thing or things that can be a barrier to all the things that are listed as the fruit of the spirit: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, humbleness, and self-control.

In the last year it seems I'm in the process of being realigned by the compass of Jesus words here in John 13:34 "A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another. 35By this all men will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another."

When it comes to the matter of sin, I think much of it would be resolved if we, as in I, lived in the way of love like Jesus speaks of more and more on a daily basis. Sometimes I think it is easier to define what something, like sin, is with what it isn't - and sin isn't anywhere close to love.

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Mel said…
Sometimes I get to work what seemingly appears 'backwards' to those around me.

Like you, I don't know a whole lot about 'sin'--but equate it to the 'fire and brimstone' stereotyped 'boy are YOU in trouble with G-d' fella. But I do know what it's not....and that's loving.

Maybe that's a good thing, a step closer to the solution than the problem.
Beloved Spear said…
I tend to view it as not a list, but a way of viewing the world that impedes our capacity for loving God and others. It's radical, destructive self-orientation, where others are viewed not as other souls, but as objects to be controlled or destroyed, depending on our own whims. St. Augustine called it concupiscience, but just plain ol' Sin works fine.

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