I’m a forgiveness junkie

Where we live there is quite a bit of traffic on our street. A street that has a speed limit of 25mph and has a blind uphill corner. A street that has parked cars on both sides, cyclist every few minutes, runners, and more dog walkers than the by Humane Society. A street were it is common to see cars speeding along down the center line of the blind corner at over 40mph. A street where you will see me taking my dogs out and upon seeing a car pass me at almost freeway speeds, I am contemplating throwing a brick through the car’s rear window.

And then I pause, I ask Jesus to forgive my hate and self-righteousness. I ask him to give me patience and love. And I bask in the forgiveness I have become hooked on, wondering why God would choose to forgive me and why Jesus did what he did.

So do I sin more to get more forgiveness? No, every time repeat sins I am crushed with failure, I wish I could control everything. But I can’t, and that is why need divine grace.