I always thought I had a special knack for forgiveness. See, I am quick to forget many things, which
is great; the old adage really applies to me, “forgive and forget.” My husband feels like he’s living out the
Adam Sandler movie, 50 First Dates, where the girl has short-term memory
loss, unable to remember him from the day before. For me, it’s great because you can tell me
the same story, and I’ll think it’s the first time I’ve ever heard it. I’m always a captivated audience. It’s also great because I don’t harbor bad
feelings for long. However, since we’ve
moved to a house with more space and a yard for kids to play in, I find my life
has been much more peaceful… and with peaceful surroundings, my mind has plenty
of time to drudge up old forgotten stuff.
How my life has simplified: I am not running to parks to get exercise and
playtime for kids; we have lots of kids and space to play at home. I get much better rest now that baby has her
own room. I have convenient shopping and
less traffic. I love it. I have more time in my day to devote to
loving my children and less run around hectic stuff.
How my mind has picked up where my busy body left off: So my physical self is not running around,
but now my mind is. I have time to study
my favorite topics like quantum physics and practical spiritual
applications. I have time to get all the
laundry done, and since baby doesn’t talk yet, it’s sometimes only my own
thoughts that I hear until big sister Anna gets home from school.
Beating myself up:
What I drudged up were some things I’ve done in the past that I’m not proud of. A lot of it is dumb
stuff that others may have long since forgotten anyhow. I am not looking to call up strangers in the
phone book to hunt down that church family that I offended 20 years ago. I don’t even want to call my own family
members that I may have hurt even just last year. I am not looking to pull up hurt feelings in
others just to make myself feel better by clearing the air. I am trying to find peace with it
though. It’s a heavy burden trying to be
all love, all the time, knowing I’ve left a few scars in my wake.
What can I do about it? Now, on more than one occasion, I have asked
the Spirit to take away these feelings, but alas, they still creep back
in. I even tried to imagine some
incidents playing out differently, sort of as a healing visualization
tool. However, in the stillness tonight,
I searched for answers. I wanted to know
how I could move past these less than loving things I’ve done and really be
done with them. I don’t believe I should
have to carry guilt around all through my life, and I don’t believe that would
be healthy. What came to me was
profound. I can pray and bless those
people. I can turn that negative into a
positive. Praying for someone is a
powerful tool that can work wonders. I
benefit from the positive thought (see notes about The Secret), and they
benefit with God’s blessings poured down from heaven. Win. Win.
Taking action is so empowering.
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