Two minutes is not a lot of time. Unless you are with a toddler having a melt-down. But I digress from today’s thoughts.
I am reading a thought-provoking book titled “Loving Him Well” by Gary Thomas. One of the examples he uses is about a couple where, as a young man, the husband had fallen and suffered a closed head injury requiring removal of part of his brain. Among other things, that part of his brain housed his short-term memory. He lives with a maximum two-minute retention. As you can imagine, that creates lots of interesting challenges for his wife. The coolest thing to me is how her husband’s short-term memory loss helped her truly understand God’s forgiveness. When she is feeling bad about something that has occurred between them, he truly doesn’t remember. He tells her not to waste another minute worrying about something he doesn’t even recall.
What a beautiful way to think about God’s forgiveness and, for me, reminds me how far short I fall of really practicing forgiveness. I tend to harbor and polish wrongs and hurts searching for just the right words with just the music that will change the past.
Ah to be limited from harboring and truly forgive.
Just Sayin' 