Much to Forgive
November 7th, 2008“Then when Herod saw that he had been tricked by the magi, he became very enraged, and sent and slew all the male children who were in Bethlehem and all its vicinity, from two years old and under, according to the time which he had determined from the magi.” (Matt 2:16)
Have you ever explored the idea that there may have been one who put two and two together 30+ years later and realized who Jesus was and what happened because of his birth?
Did she get up in his face as he was announcing the Kingdom of God with 30 or so years of hurt and frustration say, “You? It was you they were looking for the night soldiers broken into our house and killed my brother. My Mother held him as he lay dying, trying to stop the bleeding. It was you they were after? My Mother never laughed again after that night. She jumped at every sound, and her eyes never carried anything but sadness for the rest of her days. My parents never had another son to replace the one they lost. And it was all because of you. And now, You say you are the Promised One. The Messiah. The One I have been longing for and watching for.”
Some times there is much to forgive God for before we can believe.