Refusing to forget these things, in the end, this is just a subtle form of pride. In doing this we assume that we’re the one person who is too much of a problem for Jesus. We’re the one nut He can’t crack. We’ve got the one situation for which the cross of Christ is inadequate. Oh sure, He can save Paul, He can deliver Peter, and He can make all things new. But not me! I’ve got grace’s kryptonite. And this is how refusing to forget what lies behind is prideful.
