Embarrassing Moments

Growing up, I was really shy, so I’ve had a lot of embarrassing moments over the years. Some were worse than others, but if you’ve ever been embarrassed you know that it’s not any fun, no matter the intensity. Embarrassment is embarrassment.

I’m sure it happened before, but the first time I recall was when I was around seven years old. We were at one of the neighborhood grocery stores, and the owner’s daughter, who was quite a bit older than me, and her mother were talking to my grandmother about me. Probably talking about how cute I was, or something. I don’t remember because right there in front of her mom and dad, and my grandmother, and a store full of people, the girl looked at me and asked, “Are you my little boyfriend?” I don’t know why, but that was so embarrassing to me.

Later on, when I was eight years old, our church went on a field trip to an amusement park. I had never been to anything like that before so I was super excited. We enjoyed lots of rides, games, and food, but at some point, I saw the bumper cars. I ran to get in line. There were lots of other people there, so the lines were quite long. The line in front of me grew smaller with each group of kids that were let through the gate. They would drive around bumping into each other, yelling and screaming. They seemed to be having the time of their lives. I could hardly wait to get in there and join in the fun.

Then, it was time for another group to go in. When the gate flew open we all ran as quickly as we could and jumped in the cars and waited for the guy tho throw the switch. Then it happened. The cars started moving. The kids started yelling. The fun had begun, but there I sat in a car that wasn’t moving. It didn’t work. I had gotten in a car that was out of commission. I just knew everybody in line was staring at me and laughing. I was so embarrassed.

Later, sometime after I was ten, maybe fourth of fifth grade, we went on a field trip from school. It was an electronics factory called ITT where they made phones and other electronics. I was at the end of the line, and my friend Randy was in front of me. I had turned to the side and was looking around, not really paying attention. Seeing the front of the line moving I stepped forward without turning all the way around and bumped into him. He wasn’t moving, so I pushed him and said “Go on,” but he didn’t budge. I stepped back and looked at him, but it wasn’t him. I looked up into the face of a woman staring down at me with a mean look on her face. Another embarrassing moment in my life.

Some time later, Randy and I were at school. It was lunch time. We were just sitting down in the lunchroom. We had stools there at that time. In getting himself situated, after he had sat down, he bounced the stool a couple of times to get closer to the table. On the last bounce, he picked the stool up and slammed it down on top of my foot. As I screamed as loud as I could, my voice echoed through the cafeteria and probably down the hall, and into all the classrooms. That was embarrassing enough, but one of the teachers made it worse by yelling at me in front of a room full of my peers. Very embarrassing.

On another church outing, I think I was fifteen then, we went to the skating rink. Again, it was my first time to ever put wheels on my feet and try to stand, or move. I put on those skates and headed out on the floor. Immediately, my feet flew out from under me, and my elbows both caught the full weight of my body as they smashed into the concrete floor. That was embarrassing enough, but it would be worse later. My sisters did pretty good, but it took me quite a while, and quite a few bruises to get used to moving around on those little wheels.

Later on that evening, I was doing a little better. Although I was much slower than most everybody else there, I was making laps with them. Then a pretty girl came in with some friends and started skating. I noticed her watching me, and that made me even more nervous than I already was. We exchanged a few smiles, and finally a few words in passing. It wasn’t long before I was feeling pretty confident, and being a dumb teenage boy I forgot that I was just learning to skate.

I don’t know exactly what happened, but the next thing I knew it felt like my knee was ripped out of my leg, as I landed on it in front of a mob of speedsters flying by, trying desperately to avoid becoming part of a twenty skate pile-up. I could only imagine what the girl I was trying to impress was thinking as I pictured her standing there looking at the idiot rolling around on the floor, writhing in pain. There I was with my broken pride, a ton of bruises, and a big hole in the knee of my green nylon pants. I was sooooo embarrassed. So embarrassed.

I’ve had plenty of other embarrassing moments in my life, but the most embarrassing moment I could ever imagine, is standing before God and hearing these words, “Depart from me, I never knew you.” That’s what Jesus says will happen if we are not faithful to God (Matthew 7:23, 25:41). He also said, But whosoever shall deny me before men, him will I also deny before my Father which is in heaven (Matthew 10:33).

That would be more than embarrassing, it would be detrimental. Eternal Life forfeited. I can’t imagine anybody truly wanting that. If you haven’t been born again, what are you waiting for? You can come to Jesus today, just as you are. In Matthew 10:32 Jesus said, “Whosoever therefore shall confess me before men, him will I confess also before my Father which is in heaven.”

Romans 10:9-10 says,
9 That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved.
10 For with the heart man believes unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation.

You don’t have to be embarrassed on that day. Confess him now, ask him to forgive your sins, and commit to follow, and obey him today. He’s waiting.

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