I think that I have a good memory; although lately it’s been a little shaky. . . Anyways, I can remember lots of good things. I can also remember lots of slights/hurts/nastiness whether real or perceived by me. Sometimes it is things that were not even directed right at me, but were very hurtful to me anyway. It may have been done by a person that I may never see again.
It does me no good to “chew” on things that hurt me. To mull them over and let them fester hurts my life and my family’s life.
Within the past several months I read in a book about a girl/lady that was working on forgiveness. Whenever that person or incident came to mind she would pray and forgive.
Since then I have tried to make this a habit in my life. Instead of replaying in my mind over and over what happened and thinking about how I was hurt, I pray. I can’t say that I always pray, “Lord I forgive them.” Sometimes I pray, “Lord, give me the strength to forgive them.” Sometimes it’s just groanings.
Regardless of how I pray the prayer itself makes me feel better; and I pray that it makes me a better Christian, wife, and mother.
Matthew 18 21-22 Then came Peter to him, and said, Lord, how oft shall my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? till seven times? Jesus saith unto him, I say not unto thee, Until seven times: but, Until seventy times seven.
2 Cor 2 10-11 To whom ye forgive any thing, I forgive also: for if I forgave any thing, to whom I forgave it, for your sakes forgave I it in the person of Christ; Lest Satan should get an advantage of us: for we are not ignorant of his devices.