The not-rightness of life
I have been thinking about the Christian notion of "sin" lately.
Sadly, for many sin is a matter of doing a list of bad or naughty things, a matter of morality. Sin becomes sins. For me, though, sin is what I would call the not-rightness of life. Sometimes we are responsible for it and sometimes not. There is a slipperiness to it at times; we cannot control it. Yet we sense it all the time. Life isn't what it ought to be; we aren't what we ought to be. We are haunted by that truth. We often wake up thinking about it. Sometimes our actions were intentional and clearly wrong. Sometimes we didn't know what we were doing. Sometimes the good we want to do we do not do. Who knows why? Sometimes others just misinterpret actions that were meant to be good. It's all a mixed bag, which is why sin is so hard to diagnose and treat. But it's the reality in which we live. Life is just this way, which is why Richard Rohr is right when he says that one of the hardest things we have to do is to forgive life itself.