I saw a familiar story this week . . but it had a different ending.
You may have heard this story before too.
It's sobering if you're a Christian. A follower of Jesus. One who claims to have had ALL your misdeeds, bad decisions, failures (aka sins) forgiven because of ONE who willingly made the ultimate sacrifice. His life for yours. No conditions. Just love. Received and given.
This is the story. I've rewritten the ending as I've seen it unfold . . bloody and pure, perfect and messy, joy-birthed and tear-stained, broken and whole.
As it could have been. As it is meant to be.
Then Peter came to Jesus and asked, “Lord, how many times shall I forgive my brother or sister who sins against me? Up to seven times?”
Jesus answered, “I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times.
“Therefore, the kingdom of heaven is like a king who wanted to settle accounts with his servants. As he began the settlement, a man who owed him ten thousand bags of gold was brought to him. Since he was not able to pay, the master ordered that he and his wife and his children and all that he had be sold to repay the debt.
"At this the servant fell on his knees before him. '
“His fellow servant fell to his knees and begged him, ‘Be patient with me, and I will pay it back.’
“But he refused. Instead, he
"When the other servants saw what had happened, they were
“Then the master called the servant in. ‘You
“This is how my heavenly Father will treat each of you