Forgive Quickly


Most people know, or at least have heard 1 Corinthians 13:4. You know… Love is patient … love is kind. You don’t even have to be a Christian to know that. But one place we (and by we I mean you and I) tend jack it up is found in the next verse. Verse 5d tells us that love “keeps no record of wrongs” (NIV).  We find it very difficult to let offenses go, holding on to them for dear life, refusing to forgive. But for most of us, it is hard to let go of pain.

Pain is the indication that something is wrong, or something is off or out of whack. Pain lets you know when you’re being attacked, but the fight isn’t physical, it’s in your mind. The emotional turmoil that pain inflicts is no joke, especially when it become a siren that can’t be shut off. It’s as if we’ve been placed in an ambulance going circles: the pain has our attention but it’s getting us nowhere.

Pain often produces a wound, exposing our vulnerabilities, and making us weak. Wounds then yield scabs, that become hard and callous. A scab is the body’s natural response to a wound. I’m not going to say its bad that your soul yields an emotional scab when it’s wounded. The scab is a protection that keeps the wound from affecting the whole body, because wounds that remain open too long get infected and can ultimately destroy the body. It is a vital part of the healing process. But this is where too many get stuck.

Too often we get wounded, and as we begin to heal someone notices the scab. But instead of letting the scab protect us, we poke and pick and pick at it, rehearsing the pain we initially felt. The scab’s security made us less sensitive to the pain of the wound, so we do hurt as bad, but it leaves us even more vulnerable; never allowing us to fully heal.

This is what happens when we keep a record of wrongs. Records are meant to be reviewed. What the point of writing it down, if you never plan to revisit it? Rehearsing the hurt never allows you to heal, because if left alone, a scab will produce a scar.

I have an obvious scar in the middle of my forehead. Every so often a child of mine will look in my face and put their finger there. It feels funny but it doesn’t hurt anymore. My child will poke it and say, “Daddy what happened?”

My honest response is always, “I don’t remember.”

I know something happened, and I’m sure it hurt, but I have no clue what it was. The record of the pain has been expunged.

We will have hurt and pain. We will suffer emotional wounds, but we’ve got to forgive, and forgive quickly. Expunge the record.

In Matthew 18, Peter asked Jesus, how many times should we forgive an offense? Seven times? Jesus’ responded, without mincing His words, “Seven! Hardly. Try seventy times seven (in one day).” (verse 22, The Message Bible)

I know it is easier said than done, but instead of reliving the misery by picking at the scab, let it go so you can let it heal! The fact that you are reading these words, is a sign of God’s divine providence. He has released you, to release it! LET IT GO! I guarantee that is you let it go you can point to your scars saying, “Yes I was hurt, but now I’m healed!”

© 2015 Team Murph Publishing/DJoaquin Publishing, All Rights Reserved

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