My basement. Do not feel bad for me...I may have been a little giddy carrying all that junk out to the curb.
Ok, just one more...
Oh, but wait! In the midst of the flood...look what has poked its little head through....
My basement. Do not feel bad for me...I may have been a little giddy carrying all that junk out to the curb.
Ok, just one more...
Oh, but wait! In the midst of the flood...look what has poked its little head through....
"But I SAW-WEE!"
The butchering of the word sorry, gets me every time. I love you, little man.
Happy 3rd Birthday, Jakob!
In my head forgiveness looks like this:
Why it looks like that in my head, I do not know. What I do know, is that 99% of the time that is not what forgiveness looks like. Forgiveness is messy, and hard. It does not fit neatly into 4 steps.
Most of the time, people will not even know they have hurt us. Most of the time, even if they know it, they will not make the first move or even admit wrong. Most of the time, I say I've forgiven, but I have not really let it go. And sometimes, forgiveness does not mean restoration. Hard stuff.
Here's what God is teaching me (over and over and over...eventually I'm bound to get it :)...
OK, so now you get my freshest real life example...
I spent the last week being ticked at my little brother (whom I happen to adore.) He hurt me (unintentionally) and, being the mature grown-up that I am, I reacted by leaving him some sarcastic comments on Facebook and then withdrew. I know, try not to be too impressed by my high standard of maturity.
My hubby's sermon Sunday night was on forgiveness. Yeah. I heard God speaking to me LOUD and clear. It was time to do things differently.
This time, I knew I needed to share with him why I was hurt, and then let him know that I was going to forgive...let it go...for both of us. Can I tell you how much better that is than holding it in?!?
His response...unbelievable for a 19 year old. He left me a note on my wall of Facebook (which means everyone can see) apologizing. I, being me, bawled! Restoration...the way God designed it.
I pray that when the table is flipped, and I'm the one that needs to apologize, I can be the grown-up like him.
Man, God has His hands full with me...glad He is so, SO BIG! :)
I have lost my posting groove...if there is such a thing. I used to have a routine. Get the post out in the morning of the actual day. Now, I'm posting at the end of the day, and it's messing me all up. So, even though I just posted late last night...I'm gonna post again. HA! Lucky, lucky you.
Random point of interest *cough*
Yes...that is the washed-dirty diaper still on top...it was only #1 dirty...PHEW!
But, considering I've been a little spacey since the tornado, I'm thinking it's best not to do anything too drastic right now. Just a trim. I'll have to think on the "Annie do." Which leads me to my 3rd random point....
(Annie Pic courtesy of google images)