70 x 7
By Kate Robertson
There’s an old adage: ”When you point a finger at someone, three more are pointing back at you.” Try it.
The more I started thinking about those instances when I felt “victimized,” the more I realized that I was seeing the other person as aggressive, angry, thoughtless, careless, abusive, etc. And in doing so, I was participating in the violation of my own mental purity…the abiding place of my true identity.
No, you’re right, I wasn’t hitting, stealing, gossiping, or abusing that person. But I was thinking angry, dismissive, self-righteous, judgmental thoughts about a child of God. And this always made me feel bad about myself…no matter how much I’d been “wronged.”
I started to see that the most radical way I could practice forgiveness, was to give up my right to be a victim. By cleaning up my own thinking about my neighbor, I could begin to think, and love, in a way that heals and transforms.
And treasures gone
I was left to wonder
Who did wrong?
Who had stung my peace
In my past I’ve held on to errors
That I need to see
Just as false, and sure of healing
“Thy sins be, forgiven thee.” (Jesus)
I’ll forgive and pardon
until 70 x 7, And still
For us both, from within I know
We all need compassion and grace to grow
Thief, crook, burglar, robber
Blood upon our hands
Love can break the words that bind us
Free God’s man
Lured in by a lie that says you and I are
judged, defeated, alone..
But lies are nothing but lies… We’re safe in the world the Almighty knows.
With Him we are preserved.