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For They Know Not What They Do

Mark sent me a link today to a sermon by Pastor Alan Shelby. Alan leads the Career Class at KCBT and right now since we are doing Financial Peace University, we are not in a Sunday school class. Mark has always enjoyed Alan's preaching. For me it is a bit rougher because he uses a lot of big words. But he is an intelligent man and if you listen with an open heart, you will get what he is saying.

I follow the link. It is the sermon from 2/25/2007 Defeating the Enemy Called Average: Message Three: Above Average Childrearing. I gear up. Not only is this Pastor Alan Shelby's teaching but it is on raising kids. Double whammy for me. I find that there are notes available. I can print them off (and after a few weeks of not getting my printer to work for me, today it did. Funny how that works.....) and follow along and fill in the blanks. I print the sheets and click to listen.

I have to pause a few times to tackle the kids, but I listen and follow along, jotting extra notes in the side margin or along the bottom of the page. It makes perfect sense and what I walked away with was something even more astounding than just how to better raise our kids.

Near the end Pastor Shelby is finishing up the message with a story. The gist of the story is that a lot of times people know not what they do. And Jesus said those very words at Calvary.

Luke 23:33-34
And when they were come to the place, which is called Calvary, there they crucified him, and the malefactors, one on the right hand, and the other on the left.
Then said Jesus, Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do. And they parted his raiment, and cast lots.

It made me stop and think. Jesus forgave the people who crucified Him. He asked The Lord to forgive them. This was a Godman who was perfect. Yes He forgave them all. Wow. It makes the things I need to forgive people of seem so small in comparison. So small.

Father, forgive them and me, for we know not what we do.

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