I read a blog post about forgiveness last week.
It made me think. And think. And think.
I am no good at forgiveness. Really. I suck at it. I am the type of woman who keeps everything inside. I have the memory of an elephant, and it has the grip of a python. I can never let things go.
So when things in my study group at church turn to the phrase ‘Forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us’, and we discuss the fact that we are asking God to forgive us in the same way we forgive those around us, I am frightened. Continue reading