Editing, rotating, reframing

Bathsheba1“Thank you very much for giving me this.  And I appreciate my fans, also my wife and my girlfriend.”

The words recently tumbled out of the Ghanaian soccer player’s mouth before he realized what he had said.  He had received man-of-the-match honors and quickly became the “star” of the video that went viral.  A few days later, buttressing his faithful-husband claim, he reported to the press that his girlfriend was actually his daughter.  “My family knows that I call my daughter my girlfriend.”

Uh … sure.

The damage had been done, and he was anxious to escape the double-imaged picture in which he had framed himself.

The Bible portrays many scenes similar to the soccer player, David among them, along with his “girlfriend” Bathsheba.  But David was more covert in smoothing things over.  His indiscretion wasn’t publicized … at least not immediately.  If he had ever dreamed his actions would be on display in the best-seller-of-all-time Bible, this episode may not have occurred.

You know the story from 2 Samuel 11 …

David is walking along the rooftop of his palace and his eyes find their way to the bathing — and married — beauty Bathsheba.  It didn’t matter that she was someone else’s wife; he wanted her.  And have her, he did.  The rippling consequences of Bathsheba’s resulting pregnancy brought death to her husband and to the innocent child they conceived.  Sounds like an award-winning drama if you ask me.  But it’s real-life, like the crummy stuff that happens in each of our lives, the stuff you couldn’t make up if you tried.  The stuff you would never want broadcast for all the world to see.


I fell in love with a modern-day David.  They shared similar qualities; he was very handsome, respected, Godly.  He possessed all the attributes a woman would look for in a man.  Indications on his part were that things were moving forward … until he announced to me that he was engaged.  Uh … hello?  If I could use an expletive in a Christian blog, I would.  Why in the world would a monogamy-professing guy think it was okay to have an ongoing relationship with more than one woman?  Why did David think he was entitled to another man’s wife?  And how could I not see the red flags flapping in the wind?  Thank God my “David” didn’t “have” me in the way the real David “had” Bathsheba; I was humiliated, nevertheless.   I wanted to banish him from my mind forever as though I had never heard his name.

When things aren’t broadcast for all the world to see, we have a tendency to hide them in our hearts.  Though we replay the scenes over and over in our minds, we don’t want to talk about them.  We just want them to go away like they never happened, because if they were unveiled, we would be disgraced, embarrassed, mortified.

Bathsheba3Yet, the reality is that I have done some pretty awful things in life that I would not want splashed across a television screen either.  Like our friend the soccer player, I would much rather put a different spin on the circumstances, paint a different picture, or portray myself as the innocent bystander.  Heaven forbid, if others saw the highlight reel of my life, I would be exposed for who I am … faulty, imperfect.  Sinful.

I am less than perfect.  I have hurt others with less-than-honorable behavior.  In fact, you will see my photo amongst others on the wall of shame.

We can choose to tuck our sin away in our deceitful, denying hearts, but when I — you and others — draw near to God, confessing that sin to Him and asking His forgiveness, those scenes end up on the editing floor.  Like B movies, He chooses to remember them no more.  He chooses to see me as perfect because of Christ. 

And as difficult as it is for me to say, “I forgive you” to those who have wronged me, it is necessary that those words make their way out of my mouth if I also want to be forgiven.

Contrary to my human desire to live a picture-perfect life, when the negatives of my life are exposed, they lose their power over me.  I am neither embarrassed nor ashamed that I once knew a “David.”  God has amassed the material I would rather have been edited and has reframed it to be used as an instructional video for others, and I am happy to oblige.

“I’m famous now,” the man of the match announced.  “People around the world know me.”  Yep, they sure do.

Smile, you’re on “Candid Camera.”

Make us a part of your daily reading at Breath on Paper. 

Pam Weyant recently traded the harsh Midwestern winters for the sunny South.  When she is not spending her time as a freelance court reporter, you will find her loving up her adorable cocker spaniel, hiking, traveling, writing creative nonfiction, or working out.  Her passion is sharing her story so others can join her in celebrating the freedom found in a redemptive Savior




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