So let me clarify something. You say that you are not perfect but you are also not a sinner.
Did I say that? If I did, I misspoke. In fact, in reading the book, "Bulletproof Faith," the author spoke of praying, as the tax collector did, "Almighty, Holy and Merciful Lord, have mercy on me, a lowly sinner." I had a problem with how negative it sounded, seeing myself as a sinner, rather than a Child of God, rather than a forgiven sinner who has Jesus' Salvation.
Nonetheless, I prayed the prayer, seeking God's understanding from it. Rather than feeling condemned, I felt love. Rather than feeling that God was saying, "You had BETTER ask for forgiveness, scumbag!", I strong felt and knew the mercy of God, who, in me humbling myself, in me acknowledging that I have far to go, was no longer condemned, but forgiven, and loved very much. I was even allowed to forgive myself.
However, as I walk around during the day, I think of myself, not as a sinner, not as one who just sins all day, but rather, one who allows God to live through me, to touch others through me. I see myself as a Child of God (as God himself called me once in meditation.) During that meditation, I apologized for possibly straying, although, even in Buddhism, I spoke with God daily. I apologized for questioning the faith. I apologized even for possibly being wrong about being gay, but my relationship brought me so much joy, so much love, and so much growth. In response, I had a kind of day dream where God spoke. He said, "You have never left me, nor I you. I have known you since infancy, and you have every right to call yourself my child, a Child of God. However, it is you that must pick up the title, and wear it. I stand before you always, my hands outstretched, offering you love. You have been lied to, have been fooled to believe that you are not worthy of that love, don't deserve it, or that I don't offer it to you. And yet, here I stand, arms outstretched, asking you only to receive my love for you. It is offered in mercy, and not earned."
And I understood that if it was not earned, nothing could ever make me lose it either, and suddenly, I was filled with love, was no longer filled with any self deprecation, was not longer filled with an ounce of fear that maybe the person claiming that I wasn't Christian, that God didn't love me, was right. I knew, and was so overjoyed.
I acknowledge that I am a sinner, but that is not what God sees. He sees me, Craig, my soul, my beautiful soul, just as I see the beautiful soul of others, rather than a person's faults. I acknowledge that I have short comings, and tolerate the shortcomings of others, rather than demand perfection from others that I cannot achieve myself. I am forgiving of their frailties, and rejoicing, encouraging and praising of their gifts which come from God. I focus on why I love them, not their faults. If their faults cause them to stumble, I offer constructive criticism only to edify, and once said, I let it go, rather than harp on it. I often point out to people why they are so wonderful to me, because all I and most people hear are insults, rude comments, and barbs that are thrown at one another daily without a second thought, while kind words are held back, mostly in fear.
I am not a lost sheep, but have been found. Another Christian may insist that I am lost, but I know better. I am found, and I say that proudly, not because of my own doing, but because of my pride and love and joy of God, and what he has done with my life, the wisdom that he offers me, the love that he gives freely, and the healing that he has done for my very soul.
I am a sinner, but I am not only a sinner. I am not seen as a sinner by God, but as his Child, as a Child of God. He sees me not for the things that I do wrong, not for the mistakes that I make, but as the soul that seeks him as he seeks for me. He sees me as the New Creation he has created, not the Old Adam that I have shed slowly over the years. He sees me as the divine being that I was intended to be, and will be in heaven.
I acknowledge myself as a sinner at specific times - in prayer in humility to God, to humble myself, and acknowledge that I don't deserve his love, his forgiveness, or his mercy, and yet, he gives it to me because he is love.
And I also acknowledge that I am a sinner to anyone who is not a Christian, any one who God asks me to reach out to as a Fisher of Man, to bring to him, and awaken the God within them. I do this, not as, "YOU need to be forgiven. I AM forgiven, so YOU need to be still!", but rather, "In all honesty, I am not better than you. I try to be good, to be loving, to act in love, as I'm sure that you do. However, God has sent me to you, perhaps as a prayer of yours answered. I am nothing but a delivery boy. You don't have to do anything too earn forgiveness, to earn God's love, or to have a relationship with God. That is already done. All you have to do is simply accept that right now, Jesus loves you. Right now, God can, and does, love you with all his heart. You simply have to accept it, and admit it, and receive it, and thank him."
In doing this, I acknowledge that I am no better. If two men have stolen money from a master, is the man who asks forgiveness and receives it, really any better than the other? Should he think himself holier, simply because he asked forgiveness? Should he demand that the other ask for forgiveness, rather than witness the love of the master in coming to him, asking forgiveness, and being granted that forgiveness, stressing the Master, the Master's love, the Master's amazing mercy, the Master's amazing ability to forgive despite being unworthy of it, rather than exalting the man for "earning" anything through his plea to be forgiven, exalting himself for being a holy man in being forgiven, or implying that he deserves to be forgiven?
You must have redefined what a "sinner" is. I'll give it to you straight though, we are all sinners but some people are confused thinking that being a sinner means you have to do some certain level of sin that's really bad or you have to not be a Christian. Nope, we're all sinners even if we've only sinned once in our lives. Its similar to how a sexual predator, even 50 years after they committed the crime, is still labled a sexual predator. They may well be forgiven by God, destined for eternal life in heaven and a totally different person, but they were still guilty of the crime and still a sinner. So dont' let the term throw you off. And, for the most part, we sin every single day, so how much more are we deserving of the label "sinner," than the "sexual predator" who is labeled as a predator for life?
Anyway, the message is: all have sinned (therefore all are sinners) and fall short of the glory of God, but God had a plan to fix that and here it is.......
That's it. The gospel message is thought provoking but simple and that is all we are trying do when we present it to people.
Do you believe that Jesus called people "swindler" or "thief" or "murderer" or "tramp" or "harlot" or "hooker" when he saw them?
If I kill someone, I am a murderer, even if I ask for forgiveness, or don't live a "murderous lifestyle." I kill someone one time, and I am a murderer.
However, if I murdered someone, and then, was found by Jesus in prison, and became a New Creation, is it just for you to then look at me after I am released, and see me only as a murderer, when you yourself sin, and rather than call yourself a liar, or a lusting man, or a glutton, or a sloth, or whatever sin you actively do, or have even done in the past, forgive yourself, and are forgiven by the Father?
In looking at another, and saying, "You are a sinner!", you imply that you are not a sinner. If one says, "You are a sinner! I'm a sinner, yeah, but I'm forgiven!", one is still exalting themselves, as if they are deserving of forgiveness, or that God loves them more because they have asked for forgiveness. One Christian even claimed, "God ONLY loves his children!" If that is true, the lost have no hope, and God doesn't want us to be fishers of Men, but rather, let the fish meet their own demise. Anyone who says such a lie has no understanding of God. God loves the world. He sent Christ to die for the world. And Christians should acknowledge that it is Christ's commandment, not option, that Christians love everyone, love the world, and care for them as much as God, not shrug and say, "well, I'm forgiven and saved, and that's all that matters."
If one says, "You are a sinner! You need forgiveness! But me? Christians are perfect - just forgiven!", the one is saying this subtext - you shouldn't sin. I sin, but I am forgiven, so it doesn't really count. You should live more perfect than I do, and failing that, at least ask for forgiveness.
What is wrong with that?
I have a partner. If I lie to him, I will say that I am sorry, and ask forgiveness. However, I won't shrug it off, and say, "Yeah, I'm not perfect, but he'll forgive me, so I don't really worry about it. You, however..."
No. I am thankful that he would forgive me, and try not to hurt him again. I would NEVER EVER tell someone else, who has deceived their spouse, but not been caught, that "they need to ask for forgiveness, like I DID!", and make it seem like I did something noble. I would see the person as my equal. If they asked for my advice, I would tell how my lie hurt my partner, what it did to me, what it did to our trust, etc. However, I would allow the person to make their own decision.
I would be thankful of my partner's forgiveness, which I didn't deserve, and would demonstrate that by being forgiving of another making a mistake in their life.
My partner wouldn't then refer to me as "liarboy" or beanieocchio, or anything like that, but would still see me as Beanieboy. He would accept the fact that people make mistakes, and when he trespassed against me, I would remember his forgiveness for me. I would see him as someone who is merciful, not just a person who makes mistakes. He would see me as a person that tries his best, but sometimes misses the mark, and acknowledge when I was being painfully honest in a difficult situation, rather than taking the easy way out and lying. And we would grow.
If he couldn't see anything good in me, I would be miserable. If I was even living up to a 95% grade of good, if he only saw the 5% of bad, I would feel frustrated, discouraged, or set up to fail. I would feel that he was putting impossible expectations on me. I would feel that he was demanding perfection that he couldn't live up to himself.
And I wouldn't want to be around him. I would only feel constantly judged, constantly looked at with scrutiny, my loving actions overlooked, and my pettiest of faults, my speck in my eye, exaggerated in its importance, while a 2x4 projected from his own, threatening to poke my eye out, rather than help me in any way.
After I received tongues, the Spirit, not me, began to change me. It moved throughout me, and challenged the things I did that were harmful to myself, to others, or selfish. It was God's love that allowed me to see what I needed to ask for forgiveness for. For me personally, I had to apologize for spending so many years thinking myself a sinner, a person not worthy of love from anyone, for years of self deprecation, of self hatred. I had to ask forgiveness for hating the gift of my life, my soul, that God treasured so much, that he valued so much, that he created because, well, because he thought I might enjoy it. I had to apologize for believing that God couldn't love me, being told that by so many in the media, quoting Leviticus. I had to apologize for even the idea or plan to kill myself, thinking that was what God wanted. I had to apologize for the years of refusing to forgive myself for being gay, or rather, for being, for existing itself. And I had to ask for forgiveness for asking God to change what he created me to be, desiring to be something else, someone else, because I wanted to have an easier life, be more accepted, and not live in fear of the World and the Church as well. And I had to apologize for waiting so long to believe God, despite having song, "Jesus loves me". In not loving myself, I was unable to receive love, and so, God just stood there, arms outstetched, just as Christ hung on the cross, arms outstetched, saying, "Now? Now do you believe me? I will give up my life for you to get you to understand that I love you. Simply accept my love. That's all. And I will change you."
I clearly acknowledge that I am a sinner, in that I sin, willingly, as we all do, and that I am loved by God, and so, love others. However, in saying that I am only a sinner, I imply that I am still lost. Rather, I acnowledge forgiveness to stress God's mercy, that I am a forgiven sinner, and I forgive others in active thanksgiving of that gift. I acknowledge that I am a Child of God, not because I deserve it, but to remind me that God loves me, and nothing will separate me from that love, so that I will actively be reminded to love others first, without asking it to be earned. I acknowledge that I am a heavenly soul, created in God's image, one that is capable of showing the love of God, and that I actively live each moment as a reflection of God within me, and allow God to be seen in my eyes, heart, and life. I acknowledge that despite being human, that through God, all things are possible, and I can move mountains with even a mustard seed of faith, because it is God who does these things through me, as an instrument. I acknowledge that I can live in the Kingdom of Heaven now, rather than needing to die, and that I can be, and am, with God now, because he lives with me.
And as I live each moment, I imagine myself as a lantern, and God the flame. In doing this, I remember to honor myself, because it is a temple of God. I remember to honor God by my thought, words, and actions, because I am his temple. To simply say, "I am a sinner", to imagine myself as a suety lantern that is black with tar and not able to allow light to come out, that is not a Light of the World, but simply a being worthy of shame who should hide, who should live each moment with guilt, with sorrow, with remorse, I represent a Christian life as one void of happiness, void of joy, void of fun, void of anything pleasurable, and one filled with sorrow, guilt, and low self esteem, disgusting even ourselves.
This is not the "peace that passes all understanding," the joy of 1 Corinthians 13. It is not the Light of the World. It's the Debbie Downer of Devotion.