Lately, I have done some soul searching and dug up certain issues that have been sitting on the shelf gathering dust and cobwebs. Paper and pen have been very helpful in my case. In writing I am able to identify the things that I have not voiced before. Paper is patient and will coax the words right out of me. Something magical happens in the process: I will gain a better understanding of myself.

We may think that we can lie to ourselves, but buried deep within us we know the truth. Suppressed memories have a life of its own and will resurface at some point, creating havoc. Ignored sin has the potential to destroy us. This is why God asks us to confess.

Confessing is a blessing.

Remember how Jesus greeted His followers after He rose from the grave? He said (Luke 24:36):

“Peace be with you.”

Hiding from ourselves is a disservice, but we open the door to healing once we admit our mistakes. The Lord is kind; He forgives and forgets. We rise out of the ashes while the Son of God speaks peace over us.