Scapegoat

Sometimes I think I just have to have someone to be mad at. A scapegoat, if you will, even though the scapegoat is supposed to be innocent.

Leviticus 16:20 “When Aaron has finished making atonement for the Most Holy Place, the Tent of Meeting and the altar, he shall bring forward the live goat. 21 He is to lay both hands on the head of the live goat and confess over it all the wickedness and rebellion of the Israelites—all their sins—and put them on the goat’s head. He shall send the goat away into the desert in the care of a man appointed for the task. 22 The goat will carry on itself all their sins to a solitary place; and the man shall release it in the desert.

Seems like when I finally am able to forgive someone for some offense, the grudge floats off and finds another host, another scapegoat. If I stop being angry with myself, sure enough, I’ll find myself pissed off at someone else for something stupid. If I am ready to mend fences with my family member, I find resentment leaking into other areas of my life.

What is this?

Some say that the scapegoat is a shadow of Jesus, that he became the scapegoat for our sins.

I think I have unfinished business at the cross.

Tags: anger, grudge, Jesus, sin, unforgiveness