7 So the king and Haman went to Queen Esther’s banquet, 2 and as they were drinking wine on the second day, the king again asked, “Queen Esther, what is your petition? It will be given you. What is your request? Even up to half the kingdom, it will be granted.” 3 Then Queen Esther answered, “If I have found favor with you, Your Majesty, and if it pleases you, grant me my life—this is my petition. And spare my people—this is my request. 4 For I and my people have been sold to be destroyed, killed and annihilated. If we had merely been sold as male and female slaves, I would have kept quiet, because no such distress would justify disturbing the king.” 5 King Xerxes asked Queen Esther, “Who is he? Where is he—the man who has dared to do such a thing?” 6 Esther said, “An adversary and enemy! This vile Haman!” Then Haman was terrified before the king and queen. 7 The king got up in a rage, left his wine and went out into the palace garden. But Haman, realizing that the king had already decided his fate, stayed behind to beg Queen Esther for his life. 8 Just as the king returned from the palace garden to the banquet hall, Haman was falling on the couch where Esther was reclining. The king exclaimed, “Will he even molest the queen while she is with me in the house?” As soon as the word left the king’s mouth, they covered Haman’s face. 9 Then Harbona, one of the eunuchs attending the king, said, “A pole reaching to a height of fifty cubits stands by Haman’s house. He had it set up for Mordecai, who spoke up to help the king.” The king said, “Impale him on it!” 10 So they impaled Haman on the pole he had set up for Mordecai. Then the king’s fury subsided.
How we weave our own traps! Here we see Haman develop an elaborate trap to kill off the Jews, yet instead of snaring them he snares himself. I wonder how often the traps I set for others are actually sprung on me. I should remember the principle of life that God’s Word gives us, we reap what we sow (Gal. 6:7). How often do I allow my anger to burn brightly and cause me to dream up various plans and schemes that sound fool-proof except for the fool called me. I need to remember to forgive often, freely and that vengeance is mine – SAYS the LORD – and that for all my schemes and plans it is not for me to take vengeance!!
Father help me to forgive freely and not hold grudges or let the sun go down on my anger.
Written by Ps. Richard Botta