water under the bridge

today’s word … forgiveness

I wish I could say that I was “good” at forgiveness. I suddenly realize this statement in not true. I have heard myself say “why me?” frequently over the last 12 mos. I want someone to blame. I want someone to feel for me.

I just read a post from a high school friend. he is mourning the 7 year loss of his son, who was run over by a drunk driver. my friend posted about forgiveness. it hit me like a ton of bricks. if he can forgive the worst loss imaginable, I should be able to forgive the petty, minor crud I go through.

god, please forgive me and be patient with me. you granted me my favorite gift - hunter. as long as I can see him, talk to him, hug him - I will be fine. I am going to work diligently to forgive and only ask that you continue to watch over my greatest gift- my son.