I'm writing a blog post about something I don't really know too much about, though I should. It's about forgiveness, and the reason why I'm writing it is because I feel compelled to. In the past weeks I've bumped into this word--forgiveness--twice, and both times it made an impact on me.
The first situation I read and heard about was Elizabeth Smart and a video and TV interview that has been released recently. You may remember in 2002 when Elizabeth, age 14, was abducted from her home and was the recipient of wide media coverage for 9 months before she was finally found. She faced horrendous abuse during those months and I, as a mother, could not even think about, read about or hear about her situation because it made me feel so vulnerable. What if that happened to one of my daughters? It is only now, 13 years later that I can read her story and hear her talk about it.
On the TV interview she said that she had forgiven her captors. How was that possible I wondered? Then she went on to say that what she meant was, she has gone on with her life and will not allow them to take away her future life and happiness. They are locked up, safe from others, and she does not dwell on them, but looks forward to what she can do to help others who have faced abuse.
The second mention I heard recently about forgiveness was on a happiness podcast. The host was interviewing someone who said forgiveness is letting go. It's saying, "I'm over that now. I'm going on with my life."
That was such a different definition of forgiveness than I have heard before. I like it. It doesn't mean justice is not going to be served, that restitution is not going to be given, but it's an attitude. "I will no longer consume myself with thinking about, stewing about, getting mad about, ruining my life about ____________________. I'm moving on. I'm controlling my own destiny. I give this to God, it is in His hands."
As a teenager, if I got mad at my parents for not allowing me to do something or go somewhere, I would employ the silent treatment, and I felt like I had to use the silent treatment for a long time--if not, they might not think it was as big a deal to me as they thought it was (thank goodness I had great parents who put up with me during a hard year in my life).
Forgiveness. We need to use it daily--and give it freely daily--to our spouses, our children, our neighbors, our co workers, ourselves. And when we do, we find unimaginable peace. "And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus."
Thanks for reading,
Cathy
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