Forgiveness Redux
All day today I’ve been mindful of yesterday’s Forgiveness in Four Flavors. How is my life blocked by not forgiving? Who needs my forgiveness? Where am I not forgiving myself?
Tonight I came home and jumped online to check my messages. I could see a man online who I haven’t talked to in almost a year. The communication between us was a bit strained when we stopped talking and – to keep this post under 10,000 words – I won’t bother to explain.
Lately, when I’ve seen him online, I have thought, ‘I should reach out.’ Clean up stuff between us. Just say hello and let him know that any old judgments and barriers I erected in the past need not be present anymore. And yet I haven’t. Fear. Procrastination. A certain comfort in clinging to an idea that I was WRONGED and someone should pay for that.
But after yesterday’s 76 Trombone Musical Number regarding forgiveness, it was an easy, instant decision to message this man RIGHT NOW. I contacted him and let him know that any issues I had with him in the past are over and, if he was willing, I would welcome communication. He was glad.
We may not ever become best buds, but that wasn’t the point. My refusal to let go of an old grudge was the issue. So I end again with this: welcome Forgiveness.
