“I just cannot believe it.” I fumed. “I cannot believe they are doing this after all we do for them. Here they are in our house all the time, and they have the nerve to...” And so my thought process continued for days. I seemed to be just stuck in my anger and couldn’t break out of it.
Some friends of ours, who were regulars in our home, had asked us to pay for something of theirs that was damaged while they were visiting us. The reason I was angry was that they were responsible for the damage. It just happened at our house. I just couldn’t get it off my heart or out of my mind. And so I seethed and prayed.
“Lord, will you please just help me with this anger. Lord I can’t get over their selfish demand. I am really struggling with this. Help me Lord.” And so my prayer went for several days.
As I was stopped at a red light while out driving, the sunlight warming my arm as it rested on the door out the open window, I was still stewing and praying over my little vexation. All of a sudden, I felt as if a hand touched my arm, and the Lord ‘spoke’ in my spirit.
“Will you just let this go?! Haven’t you been forgiven so much more than $20? Don’t you see your own pride and self-righteousness and your own selfishness in your indignation? Just get out of your own way. Just forgive and let it go!”
I immediately felt free of the anger and filled with remorse over my own selfish, prideful attitude. I cried with joy and appreciation for the forgiveness I have received which I was taking for granted, moved that God would so vividly impress on my heart the truth that I needed to embrace. I could now get out of my own way and just let it go.
Wouldn’t we all be much better off if we just let grace wash over those offenses in which we feel justified in being offended? If we would then learn to just let those things go and forgive by God’s grace, we would just have so much more peace and contentment.
I think just about anyone could agree that we just get just too offended by just too many perceived injustices. Just let 'em go and move on. They just don’t matter enough to rob you of your joy.
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