The thing about people…
…is that we are all wrong, broken, flawed, messy heartbreakers. And the truth is that people see only a tiny bit of our badness - we only accidentally let it out, slip up when we’re tired or hungry or angry or afraid. Sometimes, the people we love really, deeply disappoint us - and mostly they don’t even realize it. And zomg it’s so frustrating.
Often, my gut reaction ranges from “w/ever” to “OMG I can’t even” to ” so done with this sh*t”. It’s to give up or not care or flip out. Like, my life/time/energy is like tooo important to waste on such a waste of time, like oh my glob. So you can, like, go whatever.
But God doesn’t throw his hands in the air like, “Oh my Self! I’m like so done with Schuyler and his shinanagins!” Nope. Not the case. Every morning, His mercies are new. Every moment of every day, Christ is at his right hand, interceding on our behalf.
So I have to keep telling myself,”Take a chill-pill, Schuyler! I don’t see nobody crucifyin’ yo sorry ass!” And it’s true. My ass really IS sorry. And I should chill!
My point is this: if we’ve been forgiven, let’s forgive each other. If God has poured grace over my life, why am I slow in spilling it into the lives of others? Aren’t we all just messy, broken people? Then forgive, Shoo-shoo, forgive.
Making My Escape For The Next Week.
Love you guys! I hope you had a great turkey day!
Hey there, weary one, do not forget, weeping may last the night, but joy shall come with the morning.
The other day, I realized I had forgiven an old friend of mine. This friend used to be my closest. We had an unhealthy dynamic, to say the least, and this person…probably wounded me more deeply than anyone ever has. Not just once, but over and over again. Then, one day, they just stopped talking to me. I didn’t hear from them for nearly two years, until they needed my help again. After that, they told me via a long series of text messages exactly what they thought of me. It’s funny how, after so much time, someone can still have so much power over you.
I think God finally completed his healing work in my heart - I had forgiven this person long ago, but after a season of restoration, it no longer hurts to remember them. So, my question is this, dear friends, what now?
Do I tell this friend I have forgiven them, even though they probably won’t feel they need forgiveness? Do I just reinitiate contact with them and hope for a time when we can have this conversation? Do I wait? Do I ever start over with them?
Thanks for the love, loves.
Seascape Study with Rain Cloud (detail), John Constable, 1828.
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