Asking Forgiveness

I lied to Phil and asked his forgiveness.
He gave it.
I asked him again the next day.
He reassured me: I was forgiven.
I asked him again the day after that.
He reassured me again,
But he was starting to get a little testy.

One hundred days later,
When I was still asking daily,
He confronted me.

Why don’t you believe you’re forgiven?
Why don’t you trust what I say?
By asking again and again,
What are you assuming about my words,
Or my character?

This never happened.

But do we do the same thing?
New Testament epistles say that
God, in Christ, forgave.
Past tense.
Christ’s blood covered our sins.

Do we believe we’re forgiven?
Do we trust what God says?
Or do we assume that God is a liar?