I should say forgiving after the drive thru, right? Because I'm always miles down the road before I realize that my meatless taco has meat in it, and the kids crispy strips aren't crispy strips at all, they're drumsticks.
Aah geez, we're one step closer now, I think. Each time the choice is made to forgive truly is one step away from error rather than towards it. That's a relief.
I notice the kids are unusually flexible when it comes to this sort of thing. They were most upset on my behalf, so I assured them that the truth is, I could probably stand to miss a meal here and there anyway! And it's not like I would actually have to miss one because our cupboards couldn't get any fuller. And the girl at the drive through was just so kind, how can we really blame her?
That's just the way the script was written, and I wrote the darned thing. Yup, I made a deal with my ego to get the meat filled taco so I could blame the drive thru for my lack of peace and keep the seeming separation going and going and going...
But I have a new deal now with the Holy Spirit. I agree to forgive my sister at the drive thru for what she hasn't really done, and He agrees to remove the unconscious guilt from my mind.
Hey, now that's a deal that can't be beat! And everyone wins!