Forgiveness Is Not Fair
Some people say “the best things in life are free” but I beg
to differ. I live by the motto that “you get what you pay for” but even that is
not entirely accurate. Sometimes, you get what someone else pays for. But all
in all, nothing in this life is free. Someone paid the price for you to have
access to the things you view as “free”. As an African American, there are
certain privileges I now have because my ancestors paid the price for me to
have them. As a women, there were people fighting long before I was born so
that I could live in a world that was as equal as possible. So, what seems free
to me actually came out a cost to someone else. When I think about this, I
realize how unfair it is for someone else to have to pay the costs for what I
get the benefits from without ever having to lift a finger.
Forgiveness is one of those things that someone pays the
price for while someone else reaps the benefits. This may seem confusing so let
me explain. I have been hurt in the past by people I cared about. My laundry
list of offenders was extremely long before the Lord convicted me about this
matter. Some of these people never knew they wronged me while some were well
aware of the pain I felt they caused me. I was able to continue to talk and
laugh with them, all the while I was holding contempt and malice in my heart.
Some of these wrongs dated into my childhood while others were fresh wounds. I
was telling people how much I loved God although I was still holding grudges
against these people. I felt that I had done my Christian duty by being nice to
them, even though my heart was hard toward them. To the naked eye, no one would
have known the difference but upon careful observation the subtleties could
have been noticed. The cutting of my eyes at the mention of the person or
situation, the careless jokes I made about the person, or the uncontrollable
facial expressions that would jet across my face. Then God smacked me across
the face as I nonchalantly found myself referencing a particular person: “She
can’t possibly know God based on how she is treating me”. I was caught
red-handed.
I was able to easily identify the behaviors of this other
individual because I possessed the same trait. When I began my journey of
drawing closer to God, I earnestly asked Him to allow me to forgive EVERYONE
who I felt had sinned against me and to forgive me for not forgiving them
before. It sounds simple because it was! God opened my eyes and I gave Him
permission to cleans an area of my life that had gone untouched for so long. I
did not realize that I had placed my soul in a prison of unforgiveness and I
was the warden. The people I forgave were recipients of something I had been
paying the price for for a very long time. They were not incarcerated, I was
and I had no idea. My heart was being hard, I had a disconnect with God because
of my unforgiveness. The truth of the matter was that I struggled to forgive
others because I also struggled to forgive myself for things I had done that
caused God pain as well as caused people pain. I am have never been perfect and
never will be, so I am bound to hurt someone along the way. I had such a tight
grip on myself that I was unable to see how that affected my other
relationships. I thought it was unfair to let them off the hook so “easily” because
I had never let myself off the hook for the wrongs I committed.
But I was reminded of the cross. God sent His Son to pay the
ultimate price so we could receive the best gift of all: grace. Jesus never
sinned against anyone, but we are able to freely receive freedom and liberation
because of the price He paid. Knowing this, how dare I withhold forgiveness for
myself and others when there was such a large price paid for mine. I have done
a lot of wrong in my life but God saw fit to forgive me when I asked for it and
since I am no better than anyone else, I have a duty to treat them the same
way. However, now I do not wait until I am asked. I am quick to forgive because
I know the impact it will have on me and my relationship with God if I do not.
That may seem unfair that my relationship with God would be damaged based on my
ability to forgive someone who has done something to me, but I still like those
odds. I would rather have the choice to forgive than wait on someone else to
forgive me.
With All My Love,
Mrs. Truscott
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