Embers like lava Ignite flaming arrows Dangling remnants signal Its need for ashes To become soul soil For new plants to grow
The hardest part of being wounded by the actions of another person is never to hear the words “I am sorry,” along with never the attempt to reconcile or repair the harm. It blocks total forgiveness.
Over a lifetime, these embers stack; keeping flesh burns from fully healing.
I easily accept and forgive in thought, but its embers, do not automatically extinguish. As time passes, I can distance myself from its heat, but embers and smoke remain in my soul, keeping me bound in the past.
Jesus said, forgive seventy times seven. He also said:
“Father, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing.” And they divided up his clothes by casting lots.
Luke 23:34
Jesus on the cross did not say, “I forgive them,” or ask God to help him to forgive. He directly asked God – to forgive them. Maybe the moment was too much for his humanity. I see this within myself and I can do the same.
I can turn to God’s mercy rather than hold myself to an unrealistic standard of 100% forgiveness.
And may many others find it within their will to be the same for me.
Ps. Your comments are welcomed.
