Matthew 6:14-15 “For if you forgive other people when they sin against you, your Heavenly Father will also forgive you.  But if you do not forgive others their sins, your Father will not forgive your sins.”

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I have preferences, partialities, and predilections. I love a meal that pleases both palette and vision. On the other side of the scale there are other items when placed before me I just have a reaction of disdain. I am aware of the nutritional qualities of broccoli. My mom made us eat it. We lived near the Salinas Valley where there were miles of broccoli.  It was freely available in almost any part of the year.  But I never liked the flavor or the texture in my mouth. My preference is to not eat broccoli. This dark green flower was a regular on my plate as I grew up. I would push it to the edge to not touch the other good stuff. There was a rule that was held by Mom, that the food on the plate served up for each of us four kids: all the food on the plate had to be eaten if there was to be seconds of anything.  No broccoli no desert. That made it tough.

As a child of ten, I guess you could well say I was prejudiced against broccoli. I could have started my own campaign to eradicate all broccoli from everyone in my family’s life. Anyone who ate broccoli will feel my disdain and scorn. To me in those young years, broccoli was a sin.

I have grown up a little.  Broccoli is no longer a stain upon the plate of mankind.  I forgive my mom for serving broccoli. My stay on the hilltop with Jesus changes things. I must forgive, I must accept, I must allow those who disagree with my choices to be loved.  Even if they bring more broccoli into my life.

#Just Larry