slight cussing at the 4:30 mark and violence scattered through out
1. Never practice forgiveness.
2. NEVER practice forgiveness.
3. You must convince others you have forgiveness.
4. Must use your lack of forgiveness to feed your wrath and to help you make elaborate plans of revenge.
5. When you tell someone you forgive them give as many long lingering hugs as you can to truly make the recipient as uncomfortable as possible.
6. Must quote lines from well respected individuals or better yet bible verses.( MLK quotes 2 points bible verses 4 points)
7. The forgiveness game never ends.
8. If this is your first time playing the Forgiveness Game (really your first time?) well um........you must be like two if you haven't had to do this before; so go away. I already don't like you.
Ah forgiveness what a strange way of life. The forgiveness word has been popping up everywhere. Sunday school class, the tv, my Netflix of Farscape has had a few episodes of Crichton forgiving Aeryn (my nerd points just increased) and at the girls' school. The character ambassador trait for the month of May is ,drum roll please, FORGIVENESS. And Laney was selected as the character ambassador of her class too! Lots of forgiveness talk going around my house and more than once I wanted to punch somebody. Also for the next week I will be putting my own neck on the chopping block dealing with some unfortunate things I have said. So all aboard on the forgiveness train!
A friend is having a hard time forgiving his wife's employers for being all around jerks to his spouse. He has brooded over this injustice for weeks and wants so much to teach those bad men a lesson but knows that is not the way to go. I've listened to him rant only two times and I can tell it has eaten him up and I want to punch him, but I don't. I know that each person will have this lesson handed to them in life. Everyone must figure this out themselves or they will never learn, but how some people handled it frustrates me so bad I could kick puppies.
I also had to deal with unforgiveness in our old church. Truly what the whole ugly business boiled down to was people flat out refused to forgive each other and instead used their anger to fuel various plans and schemes of revenge. (Oh and a couple of grandpas decided to duke it out) I spoke to a few of the older congregants about this attitude and they said they could never forgive the others for what they did or did not do. I am so looking forward to when I get to become a senior citizen and get to revert back to preschool behavior.
Laney is the forgiveness character ambassador. All she knows is that is a really big word but apparently she has this super power ability and the school rewarded her with a lunch from Chic-fil-a. She asked what forgiveness meant and I told her it was the ability to hear some one say "I'm sorry" and you say "That's okay" in return. She shrugged it off and decided it had to be something way cooler than that. (so I guess that even at a young age it is a hard concept)
I made a major step to forgive not matter what it would cost me, in my life. That is an amazing thing but to be honest it was a survival instinct. I knew in order to make any progress I had to give up my right to seek justice. Here it is raw for you. In a two hour ride to race to my dying son I got a phone call telling me he didn't make it. Chris and I made the decision right there, on the side of the road in the middle of nowhere, to forgive. We forgave the people that neglected our son when he needed them most. We could have had charges brought against them but we didn't. We could of cut them out of our lives all together but we didn't. We completely gave that decision to forgive to God and walked away from it. We had other things to do. We had a family to care for, a son to bury, and a sea of grief to wade through. Know what? In all that stuff the forgiving was the easiest to do.
I have had several other people here who recently want to play the forgiveness game with me. You know what sucka, I don't play. When I hear someone complain and wallow in their anger and unforgiveness I have an over whelming urge to slap a fool. I really do. I want to reach out, smack them in the head and hope the force fires up some sleeping neurons and spark some sense into them.
Unfortunately that means that I am in the Homie the Clown stage of my spiritual walk and that is okay for me but not for others. I could be a slight danger to fellow Christians. Also I think I have been in this stage for a while and refused to acknowledge it. So that means I need to lay low for a time and try my best to not make any waves. If I am not mature enough to control myself and you are not mature enough to deal with me than we need to stay away from each other.
p.s. to my children I want a Homie the Clown sock for Christmas.
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