Years ago, I struggled to forgive.
We are commanded to do so -- and I was trying; but deep hurt kept bombarding me, and that led to anger and a desire to speak my piece -- to the offender and to anyone else who would listen.
Forgiveness seemed impossible.
My husband, Ray, suggested I date the day of my forgiveness; then each time the ugly thoughts returned to say,
"I forgave them."
Easier said than done, but it got me through.
Today is the 11th anniversary of my forgiveness and my freedom.
" Forgive me my trespasses as I forgive those who tresspass against me."
With God's Help I Do,
Lonnie
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