I am frequently haunted by my own high standards. I understand that telling the truth and keeping my promises are crucial to my reputation as a Christian and, while I certainly do not wish to minimize the message of Psalm 15.4 which states, “Keep your word even when it costs you,” there must be a deeper meaning here. I occasionally fail to keep my word for a very legitimate and human reason... I simply forgot about the promise I made. That rarely happens but when it does, I am mortified. I literally hate making excuses, even honest ones.
Perhaps Jesus has a sense of humor. Sometimes I take myself too seriously. Forgetting an appointment, for example, reminds me of a secondary truth as important as keeping my word... nobody’s perfect, including (and especially) me.
