70 times 7

Today I can hear my father whispering in my ear, reminding me of Jesus command to forgive not 7 times, but 70 times 7. I am struggling with this today. My human response to pain is to do anything to prevent it from happening. To forgive means to open up to further hurt, to allow the person to stay in my life and possibly hurt me again. Often God asks us to do the opposite of what makes logical sense. I find that faith is seldom logical at all. It is my eagerness to please the Father that keeps me seeking such things. This forgiveness that He requires of me is the opposite of what makes logical sense to me. I want to cut this person from my life, not just to prevent further hurt but to punish the person for hurting me. God does not give me permission to do this. I must bless those that spitefully use me. Every bit of my flesh desires to punish and run, but my spirit urges me to please my Father in Heaven, who commands again, "70 times 7". No earthly sense can be made of such a requirement. But if I lean on laws of nature instead of spiritual laws, I risk missing the great blessings that come with sowing in the spirit and, simply put, I just plain enjoy pleasing my Father.
God, it is ONLY by Your spirit that I can forgive this time. Any forgiveness that I may have possessed in the natural has been drained. Any ability to forgive that I may have possessed in the natural has been compromised. I no longer have it in me. I am asking for Your forgiveness to rush in like a flood. I have done all I can to stand, and so I stand. I know that if I am obedient, You will handle the logistics. The only hope I have is in You. The only peace I can know is in You. Freely I have been forgiven, freely I will forgive. May You be pleased with what You see. Amen.