I am thankful. I am forgiven. I can forgive.
I always look at myself as a work in progress. I am trying to be a nicer person, better at a lot of things and grow in my relationship with God. A lot of being a better Christian means, to me at least, is treating others as Christ like as possible. I err in this. I fall short. I hold grudges. I use mean words when I should be kind. But I don't always falter. Sometimes I um wait. A lot of the waiting is spent stewing but then there is healing in the waiting too. Yesterday, I was pissed. I mean really pissed. At a person who means the world to me. I stewed. I withheld attention and kind words. But after all of that I reflected. I paused. I prayed. And today? I loved with all that is inside me. As He loves us. I forgave. And I forgave myself for being the angry, pissy, person I was and know that I can be. I remembered that I am a work in progress. The trouble with loving is that people disappoint. The joy in loving is that there is a place for forgiveness. A place for love and being loving. Luckily, there is no reason to wallow in the yesterday because the today is so much more glorious.