It’s So Easy to Excuse Ourselves
“From One Christian to Another…”
It’s so easy to excuse ourselves. So easy to see things from our own point of view. After all, it’s our point of view. It’s equally easy to give others no slack – to judge them harshly. To give them no excuses for the stupid way they’re acting or not doing what they should. After all, don’t we know everything? The poet Burns once wrote, “O Would Some Power the Gift to give us, To see ourselves as others see us.” How do you look in the eyes of others? How do they judge you? With as much mercy as you extend them? In that case, you are in big trouble.
Are We Like the Ungrateful Servant?
It’s like the parable Jesus told about the ungrateful servant. The master forgave the servant the enormous debt he owed him and the servant went out and threatened a fellow servant who owed him maybe five dollars. The ungrateful servant never learned the lesson of mercy that had been extended to him. Aren’t we like that at times?
Jesus Has Forgiven Us
Any time we are reluctant to forgive someone, all we have to do is remember all Jesus has forgiven us. Jesus wants us to remember this because He built it into His famous “The Lord’s Prayer.” “Forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us.”
Christians Should be the Most Gracious
We forgiven sinners should of all people be the most gracious, non-judgmental, forgiving people in the universe. Look at all we’ve been given – God becoming human and coming here and dying for us to pay for all of our sins. It reminds me of the line from the hymn, “That Thou my God shouldn’t die for me.” God dying for us! As our pastor says, God in Jesus living the life we couldn’t live and paying the debt we couldn’t pay.
Lord, Turn me Around
So how about us? I truly want to become a merciful person. Any time, I merge into critical thinking, please Lord, turn me around to see my own sin and give me a great love for others.
Blessings on your journey of faith, anita
Beyond Myself: The Farm Girl & the African Chief
I describe my journey of faith in my memoir of my love story. During the 1960s, I married my anthropology professor who was a hereditary African Chief of the Mende tribe in West Africa. This led me to visit Africa a number of times and live in his remote village for a year with our 3 boys doing lay missionary work. I certainly didn’t do things perfectly. And yet, the Lord has been so gracious in my life! I can only praise and thank Him!