You Need to At Least Want It

Living in daytight compartments is a good strategy. Not replaying yesterday and letting tomorrow take care of itself gives me time to give my attention to whatever shows up each day. It lets me take a good look at any feelings that surface, analyze them, and at least try to deal with them constructively. I find it easier to forgive both those who disappoint (like myself, quite often) and those who simply cannot let pass an opportunity to anger someone.

Forgiveness is a tricky bridge to cross, and I have a problem with bridges anyway. So I’m setting my sights low. If I am unable to forgive, I will try just wanting to forgive, and if I can’t even manage that, I’ll make an effort to want to want to forgive.

I wonder how many of us are the older brother in the parable of the prodigal son and how few of us are the father.