How well do you manage to place guilt trips on others? My children tell me that I am the queen of guilt. If I have turned out only half as talented as my mother was I will know I am good. Remembering that look on my mother’s stern face that said, “Haven’t I taught you better?” has probably saved me from making bad choices on more than one occasion.
I recently read a strange sentence about guilt. It was: “…guilt, in a way, is God’s gift to us.” This thought had never occurred to me before. Until that moment I had only thought of guilt as a burden in our lives that plagued us with this thing called conscience.
Can you see guilt as a gift? Who has served (or still serves) you up the best plate of guilt?