Joe and Jessa one of the hardest thing to do is to freely admit that I am wrong. If I do something wrong my first response is to try to explain what I was trying to do. When I was in college I had a chance to play volleyball. Everything was going great until my coach told us that we would be required to do HONOR CALLS!
We would be required to admit our FAULTS even if the referee did not catch us! As a setter I was constantly having to play along the net. My best intentions would still land me brushing up against the net or stepping over the center line. I had become rather slick at not getting caught. NOW, I was being asked to freely volunteer my mistakes.
I survived my traumatic volleyball experience and actually grew. Learning to raise my hand and admit my FAULTS, without a word of reason or excuse, and without waiting to be caught impacted my life off the court. I learned to value taking time to reflect on my words and actions! Getting away with something wrong never gave me success. Nothing competes with the freedom that a clear conscience brings. I found that it is always better to admit my FAULTS and voluntarily do HONOR CALLS!
If anyone, then, knows the good they ought to do and
doesn’t do it, it is sin for them.
Psalm 139 by Rebecca St James