““Lord, how often will my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? As many as seven times?” Jesus said to him, “I do not say to you seven times, but seventy-seven times.””
Peter thought seven times was generous beyond measure. Jesus answered with a number no one can keep track of.
Seventy times seven is not a higher ceiling; it is the end of arithmetic. Real forgiveness keeps no score.
Love does not file offenses away for later use. Every act of forgiveness tears a page from the ledger.
Forgiving again and again is not repeated weakness; it is training. Each repetition shapes the Father's heart in you.
How many times has God forgiven you the same fault? The measure He uses with you is the one He asks of you.
Act: name the offense you have counted most, and forgive it again before breakfast — even if this is time seventy.