And forgive us our debts, as we forgive our debtors.
See….now I’m going to have to go getting all honest and stuff and I’d rather not do that. I’d rather sit behind this keyboard and sound like I’ve got it all together. Like I don’t ever get mad. Like I can compartmentalize everything with the best of them. But I can’t and I don’t. Even when I think I do, I don’t. I need look no further than earlier today when I absolutely lost it. I mean full-blown red face, slamming stuff and talking to myself, lost it. Luckily no one was around to see my foolish little display. Well, actually, someone was around.
He’s always around.
He’s the one that paid my debt.
He’s the one that forgave my trespasses.
He’s the one that expects me to forgive those that do the same against me.
It’s there that I have an issue. It’s there that I can’t get my head around why someone would do that for me. I know how mad and hurt and bent and broken I am about the situation that set me off earlier today. I know how brutally hard it has been to forgive this situation let alone forget it.
But He did
And He does.
And in verse 12, He’s telling me to pray in such a way that I do too.