Turn Accusations into Affirmations
Have you ever heard of an accused personality? Well I have one. Sometimes I feel as though I’m like the young Sir Henry Baskerville, of Arthur Conan Doyle’s “The Hound of Baskerville,” who believed he was cursed. He was constantly haunted at night by the hound whose terrifying howl mystically rose from the nearby moor constantly shrouded by an ominous fog. The curse. The curse. It comes for me!
This type of accursed thinking even leaked into my spiritual perceptions. Whenever I thought of Peter’s denial of Jesus, I assumed that he must have felt the same as me.
I couldn’t imagine hearing a rooster crow every morning reminding me that I’m a scumbag, worm or slug, the very thing that I want to forget.