“Therefore, I say to you, her sins, which are many, are forgiven, for she loved much. But to whom little is forgiven, the same loves little.”
Forgiveness has been on my heart and mind for some time now. One of the most painful gifts to give and to recieve, forgiveness is a challenge I have faced several times in my life.
We don’t live in a very forgiving world. I find myself awfully unforgiving at times. How many times have I seethed in anger as a driver cut me off in a lane? It hurts to be wronged. I don’t understand it. I get angry and want to lash back.
There have been a few moments in my life where I have felt the bitter pain of true hatred. At times, it has hurt so bad I could hardly bear it. The thought of forgiving such an offender seems impossible.
It hurts to be cheated on, lied to, and misunderstood because of the color of your skin or your ethnicity. Hasn’t everyone been wronged at some time? The pain is so real it can be unbearable.
I am the offender.
Grace is such a counter-intuitive gift. It is so beautiful that it cannot go unnoticed. Forgiveness is grace extended to someone else when they really don’t deserve it. I will ever be grateful for the grace extended to me, and I hope my response in gratitude to God will be the ability to extend grace to others as he has done for me.