ON THE PATH: CONFESSION

A Sermon by Bill McDonald from 1 John 1:8-10

September 9, 2007

 

1 John 1

8If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us. 9If we confess our sins, he who is faithful and just will forgive us our sins and cleanse us from all unrighteousness. 10If we say that we have not sinned, we make him a liar, and his word is not in us.

 

My brother and I had a tendency to get into things that we shouldn’t.  Whenever my mother caught us, she would ask for the truth, “Okay, who did it?”  After much agonizing silence and after mom repeated the question about 100 times, my brother would break down and say, “Okay, okay, I confess—Billy did it!”  Of course the essence of confession is revealing yourself, not someone else.

 

For the month of September we are looking at a five-step path to salvation: 

Conviction—recognizing your actions as sinful

Confession—telling God about it

Repentance—being sorry for what you did and not wanting to do it again

Forgiveness—God forgives you

Salvation—God saves you. 

Today we look at confession.  If my brother had the idea wrong, how do we get it right?  Just what is confession?

 

Once I was called to a church member’s home to talk to her 8 year old son, Brad, who was attending a Catholic school and was getting his beliefs a little confused.  Now, 8 year olds are not ready to talk too deeply in abstract concepts but some of his little buddies were telling Brad that they had been baptized as infants and that God might not love Brad because he had not yet been baptized.  So youngster and preacher sat uncomfortably in the living room as I described to Brad the difference between infant baptism and believer’s baptism.  No expression on his face at all—I wasn’t getting through.  So I began talking about faith growing in our hearts until the day when we decide to be baptized—still nothing clicking in Brad’s blank stare.  I pressed on, “When you get a little older, Brad, you will make a confession of faith....”  Then I realized that was a pretty big word so I asked, “Do you know what ‘confession’ means?”  And his eyes lit up like a jackpot on a slot machine, “Yeah,” he said, “Confession--that’s when you go in the booth with the priest!”

 

Well, yes and no.  The dictionary says that confession is “the acknowledgement of sin and helplessness.”  John writes in the teeny epistle called 1 John: “If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us.”   If we say we have not sinned, we are either lying, or deluding ourselves, or we have a very narrow definition of sin.  An insurance salesman was attempting to sell an accident insurance policy to a cowboy who said he didn’t need it.  “Haven’t you had any accidents?” the salesman asked.  “Nope,” replied the cowboy.  “Hasn’t anything bad ever happened to you?” pressed the salesman.  “Well,” said the cowpoke, “once a bronc bucked me off and broke all my ribs…and once an old bull gored me through the leg…and once a rattlesnake bit me on the ankle.”  “And you don’t call those accidents??” the salesman exclaimed.  “Nope,” said the cowboy, “They all did it on purpose.”  He had a very narrow definition of “accident.”  Perhaps we have a narrow definition of sin if we think we have not sinned.  Paul the Apostle says, “All have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.”  (Romans 3:23)  But we don’t want to face that or admit it or talk about it or least of all confess it.  We are afraid.  So we try to hide it from others and from God and even from ourselves.  We lie, cover up, rationalize, try to distract ourselves by overcompensating somewhere else, or we simply lose touch with reality.  We make ourselves miserable.  Proverbs 28:13 says, “You will never succeed in life if you try to hide your sins.  Confess them and give them up; then God will show mercy to you.”

 

Our Call to Worship today comes from Psalm 32 in the Good News translation of the Bible.  Did it ring any bells for you?  “When I did not confess my sins, I was worn out from crying all day long…my strength was completely drained, as moisture dried up by the summer heat.”  What a great passage to study in the middle of a drought!  Have you experienced this drought of the soul?  Drained?  Worn out from crying?  Trying to work it all out before God finds out or anyone else finds out.  Trying to handle it yourself, to make it right, to work out your own righteousness.  Ronnie was a high school student in my youth group who got an F in one of his subjects at school one six weeks.  He talked to his teacher after she handed out the report cards and promised her that he was going to improve.  Since he had already made the decision to improve, he saw no reason to worry his parents by showing them that F.  So he took the report card, not a printout but the real card, and he changed the F to an A.  He never even considered what the teacher would say when he brought the card back.  He was trying to make everything okay without having to face his failure, but he just made it worse.  Now in addition to an F he had broken school rules and he had lied to his parents.  All of which would soon come to light.  Our efforts to take care of our sins usually involve us in other sins of covering up.  How much better for Ronnie to have confessed his failure to his parents—how much better for us to confess our sins to God.

 

For John writes, “If we confess our sins, he who is faithful and just will forgive us our sins and cleanse us from all unrighteousness.”  Sometimes we are urged to confess in order to correct a situation.  “Who broke my window?  You did, Bill?  Okay, you will need to pay for it.”  That is confession for the sake of the offended.  But the Bible concentrates on confession for the sake of the offender—to clear up one’s heart, to get one’s life back on track.  We worry too much about appearing guilty.  We have to understand that with God we are not guilty IF we confess, rather we are guilty UNTIL we confess.  “If we confess our sins, he who is faithful and just will forgive us our sins and cleanse us from all unrighteousness.”

 

It doesn’t help us if we just think it and don’t speak it to God.  It doesn’t help us to slide by, saying that God knows everything already.  It doesn’t help to hint or to ask for some overall general pardon for sins past and future.  Until we speak the specifics to God, we still aren’t facing it.  “But we are too ashamed”—that’s part of what we need cleansed!  “But it hurts too much to think about it”—that part of what we need cleansed!  “But we don’t think God will understand”—that certainly needs to be cleansed!  Shame, pain, fear—these are the legacy of sin.  These are what we need removed from our lives.  And confession will do it.  Face it, confess it, be free of it.

 

The little boy and his sister were spending the summer at the farm of their beloved grandmother.  The boy, Billy, brought his brand new slingshot.  His grandmother warned him not to shoot it near any of the animals.  But he was itchy to try it out.  On the very first morning there, as he and Susie walked across the feed lot, he saw his grandmother’s prized duck waddling along.  “Why not?” he thought, “I can’t hit it anyway.”  So he set a rock in the sling and drew back and POW, he hit the duck right in the head.  And it fell over like a…like a dead duck.  In a panic he hid the carcass in the woods.  After supper that night when it came time for the children to do the chore of washing the dishes, Susie said, “Gramma, Billy said he wants to wash them by himself tonight.”  Billy snapped back, “Are you crazy??”  And Susie just whispered, “Remember the duck.”  The next day it was more of the same.  Slop the pigs—Billy’s job.  “Remember the duck.”  Vacuum the house—Billy’s job.  “Remember the duck.”  Susie lived like a queen for a week.  Billy was in misery—all covered up with work, all filled up with guilt.  Finally, he couldn’t stand it any longer.  Afraid and shaking, turning away a dozen times, he approached his grandmother’s door.  Head hung down, he stood before her and confessed his terrible deed.  And she replied, “I already knew what happened with the duck; I was watching from the upstairs window.  And because I love you so much, I forgave you immediately.  I saw what Susie was doing and I wondered how long you would let your guilt and fear make you a slave to her demands.”  Feelings of surprise, and joy, and relief flooded over him and he rushed into the arms of the one who loved him so, freed, cleansed, whole again.  We can have that also, freedom, cleansing, wholeness, all for the price of a brief conversation with the One who loves us so much.  Confession.