The 911 tapes from Tiger Woods car accident at 2:30am the morning after Thanksgiving were due to be released yesterday (story here).  Normally I have no interest in these sorts of tabloid news, but I really admire Tiger and so it caught my attention.  You might think having $100 million a year endorsement deals would be heaven on earth but I beg to differ, swimming in his fish bowl would drive most of us off the edge. 

Whether or not anything is on those tapes that Tiger would wish was erased I have no clue.  Given all the public scrutiny and people’s desire to dissect the lives of those they worship, I doubt the tapes will be tampered with, let alone destroyed.  Sooner or later we will get to hear what was said when a neighbor called 911 after learning Tiger had crashed into a fire hydrant and then veered off into a neighbors tree.  Troopers have already concluded that alcohol wasn’t involved.  Tiger has stated that his wife Elin immediately ran out of their home and came to his rescue smashing out the back windows of his Cadillac SUV, ironically with golf clubs in hand.  It has also been reported that Tiger has skipped meeting with officers a few times now—listening to ESPN the last couple days one could almost get the feeling that Tiger committed armed robbery (it should be noted that he isn’t required to give a statement to the police—supposedly Florida law states you must merely provide your license, registration and proof of insurance when in an accident).   

What Tiger was doing out at that time of night really shouldn’t be my concern and if you ask me it shouldn’t be yours either.  If a guy wants to make a middle of the night run on the convenience store to get some milk for his Cheerios in the morning it’s his business.  If he was up to something else, well, that’s between he and his wife.  America is a country in which you can come and go from your house as you please (for now anyways, we don’t live in communist China last I heard).   

I grew up hearing sermons about a video screen the size of Texas that gave me nightmares as a little twirp.  You might know what I’m talking about, the video screen in the sky that will replay every last sin I ever committed (so much for any highlight reel I was hoping would get air time).  If you are a football fan maybe you’ve seen the HD screen the Dallas Cowboys have in their new home.  Well, the screen I’m talking about makes that look like a hand-held.  The problem with the video screen is that God doesn’t motivate his people the way we motivate people, we can’t find any biblical support for such a notion.  Whoever came up with such an idiotic notion should be put in the corner with a dunce cap on his noggin and a sign on his back that says “Kick me!”  

Young Timothy wrote, “for God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control (2 Timothy 1:7).”  And Paul his mentor wrote, “For Christ’s love compels us… (2 Corinthians 5:14a).”  Don’t you think Paul would have included the video screen in at least one of his letters if it was a part of compelling us to live for Christ?  Seriously, what kind of merciful God who has said he forgives us of every last sin stores an archive full of the memory of them to later embarrass us with?  You and I might be that twisted, but God isn’t like us.  What kind of glory could God possibly get by doing such a thing?  Don’t the heathen get to see enough of our sins as it is?  And I don’t know how you feel about a movie marathon featuring my darkest secrets, but I have no interest in viewing the lowest and most humiliating moments of your life.  

We can mark it down on our calendars, God’s going to ruthlessly and severely judge the unrepentant (Romans 2:5).  It will be dreadful.  A day is coming in which all the wrongs will be made right and Christ will deal ruthlessly and severely with his enemies (Hebrews 10:12-14).  Those who haven’t feared God in this life surely have much to fear.  But for those of us who are in Christ, where do we get the harebrained idea that God is going to air our dirty laundry out for every soul that’s ever lived to view? 

The book of Isaiah records,

“I—yes, I alone—will blot out your sins for my own sake
      and will never think of them again.”  ~43:25, NLT

If God is God and we are his and he doesn’t think of our sins again—we can rest assured—our 911 tapes have already been erased.   

Now if  I’d just remember that.