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Today I read about the Transfiguration of Jesus. How glorious and fearsome it must have been to be under the presence of the cloud and hear the voice of the almighty say "This is my beloved Son; hear him."
I was also moved by the story of the unforgiving servant. While I know that God has forgiven me many things, and I ought to be forgiving (perfectly forgiving if I understand the seventy times seven statement Jesus made to Peter), I get wrapped up in my own anger. Even when I try to push it aside when dredged up, it comes out rather cruelly, such as "Well if she was foolish enough not to think before she spoke, I'd be more of a full to think on and react to what she said! Why should I give more thought to what she says than she does!" Not quite forgiving, much less perfectly forgiving.
Lord, help me to become perfectly forgiving, for I most certainly do not want to face the consequences Jesus describes!
Yes, this is harder than most people realize. In our fallen state, we want to judge, to measure, to compare, and to withhold based on lack of perceived merit.
ReplyDeleteLinking you up at the Moonboat, my dear.
The words come easy. The actual change of heart--not so much.
ReplyDeleteI wish I'd been at the transfiguration. I wonder how/if it would have changed me.