It is said that men don’t remember hurting their wives which leads to their infuriating question, “Why are you angry with me?” That, in turn, leads to the heat-building, “Well, if you don’t know, I’m not going to tell you!”
A therapist once said, “Men don’t remember what they did wrong, but wives remember what shirt the guy was wearing, the location and exact minute of his offense.”
I was born without a memory. People ask, “Don’t you remember when…?” My blank stare is the answer.
It has worked in my favor. Sometimes, people will bring up some kindness or benevolence or clutch spiritual action. “I really don’t remember that” is my typical reply.
That’s a good thing. We don’t need good-deed notches in our belts. In fact, we should be on to the next “good” thing that we won’t remember either.
But when it comes to a deep wound, I find myself playing it like a video…in slow mo…make that, still frames.
Scripture infers that although Jesus has a perfect memory, He’s capable of forgetting my sins.
Oh, I forgot about that.
PORTAL TO HEAVEN: The freedom of forgiveness is something to hold close to our hearts as to make it impossible to forget.
I, I am he who blots out your transgressions for my own sake, and I will not remember your sins…And I will forgive their wickedness, and I will never again remember their sins…You'll sink our sins to the bottom of the ocean…But if you do not forgive others [nurturing your hurt and anger with the result that it interferes with your relationship with God], then your Father will not forgive your trespasses.
Isaiah 43:25 ESV, Hebrews 8:12 NLT, Micah 7:19 MSG, Matthew 6:15 AMP