This time last year my heart was empty. I had found out once again that my husband was tempted to cheat on me. Although he didn't, my heart was still broken into a million pieces. So embarrassed. So humiliated. So hurt. I just wanted to bury myself under a rock somewhere and die.
Angry doesn't even begin to explain how I felt. I felt like he robbed me of everything. Did he not love me? How little he must think of me! How could he do this to me? What should I do...forgive or turn my back?
I confess that I'm a sinner saved by grace. Sometimes it's easy to forget that. The grace God gives me each time I sin. I don't deserve God's love. His forgiveness, but He continues to give it to me anyways. That's what makes me love Him more and more each day!
"Forgive as the Lord forgave you." |Colossians 3:13|
Today I read the parable about the creditor that had two debtors that owed him money. One more than the other. When they couldn't repay him, the creditor freely forgave them of their debt. God asked Simon, "tell me therefore, which of them will love him most?" Simon replied, "To whom he forgave most."
Is that what builds love? That's what my heart says to trust. Hate the sin and love the sinner. Forgiveness = Love! There is no sin too big for God to forgive, and I know no greater love than His for me. He sent His one and only son to die just for me.
I guess I can say God knows how I feel...How can Sarah rob me of what belongs to me. Does she even love me? How little she must think of me! How could she do this to me? What should I do...
"Her sins, which are many, are forgiven; for she loved much: but to who little is forgiven, the same loveth little." |Luke 7:47|
I'm currently choosing forgiveness. How about you?
70 x 7 |Matthew 18:21|
Wow. What a humbling way to look at the betrayal we feel when the people we love hurt us. And so true. How quick we are to forget how much forgiveness God alone has given us in those times. You are one of the strongest people I know and so inspirational for so many people. Love you!
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