Anne Askew. 1546
After being put through physical and emotional pain, Anne forgave her torturers! All anyone has to do to me is simply say the wrong thing to me, take something that I thought should have been mine, or even treat me with less respect than I thought I deserve— and I become this uptight, grumpy, grudge-bearing, unforgiving MarJanita. I can’t imagine if I would have been in Anne Askew’s shoes; I would probably have been praying, “O Lord, I have more enemies now, than there be hairs on my head! (I really hope you do something really terrible to them to avenge me this agonizing pain)… Yup, that’s all I ask, Lord; just do whatever You have to do to teach them a lesson. Amen.”
Perhaps I should start to see things through Christ’s eyes, the way Anne did. Perhaps FoRgIvEnEsS should start to become more of a daily routine with me. If I start with the small things that aggravate me- like halfheartedly-done jobs, pathetic attitudes, terrible drivers, and annoying customers- maybe I will start to form the habit of FoRgIvEnEsS and be able to forgive the “big things”.
After all, I pray to become more like Christ; and I can’t think of a greater example of FoRgIvEnEsS than the Savior hanging on a tree saying, “Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do”!