I used to wear a raincoat that was standard issue from the enemy. It wasn’t one of those waistcoats. The adversary outfitted me with a full-length, hooded number accessorized with matching yellow boots and an umbrella.
I wore my “shame-coat” 24/7. I even slept fully dressed in my waterproof covering. And whenever I left the house, I popped up my shame-brella before I stepped through the doorway.
So, when the living water of God’s love washed over me, most of it rolled right off my protective covering. With my shame-wear repelling God’s love for me, the fountain of living water He opened up over me became mostly runoff.
There’s a long history behind the shame-coat I used to wear.
In paradise we were naked and unashamed. But ever since the serpent instigated our rebellion in the garden, he has been leveraging shame in order to maintain a barrier between us and the love that God showers upon us. Since the Fall, the serpent has been whispering to us, “You had better hide!”* And in our shame, we’ve all been running for cover–hiding from ourselves, hiding from each other, and hiding from God.
Here is the truth. Jesus suffered death on a cross—despising the shame—in order to bear our shame, so that He might take away our shame forever. By trusting in Him we can finally shed our shame-coats, and never wear them again. And that’s good news because God’s love for us is a downpour—all the time. He means to soak us. He aims to drench us. And He wants us to joyfully receive every drop He pours over us.
Last summer my two youngest sons ran outside during a rare Colorado rain shower wearing only shorts and T-shirts. With arms open wide, and their smiling faces to the sky, they splashed in the puddles and danced with delight under the refreshing afternoon shower.
As I reflect on their joyful celebration, I think to myself, “Now that’s the idea.”
How did you learn to shed your shame-coat?
*Michael John Cusick, Surfing for God