God breathes forgiveness, and so can I. With each breath I take in all that I am aware of, the beautiful along with the broken. I say Yes! to all of this because "God is coming to me disguised as my life."
With each exhale I forgive all that is disappointing, fearful, and broken, even myself and my reaction to reality. This includes my feelings of despair, my impatience with the impatient; it includes everything in me that resists reality as it is and even my limitations which blind me to reality as God sees it. The vision that delights and rejoices, weeps and embraces -- endlessly joyful and utterly free to love unceasingly in the face hatred, fear, and ignorance.
I wonder if forgiveness isn't more powerful than the desire to change, and perhaps more likely to bring change. The Passion of the Christ and God's ongoing forgiveness seem to suggest that forgiveness is the only plan. Even the final judgement can be seen in this light: A last call, so to speak, on the liberating nectar of forgiveness.
With each exhale I forgive all that is disappointing, fearful, and broken, even myself and my reaction to reality. This includes my feelings of despair, my impatience with the impatient; it includes everything in me that resists reality as it is and even my limitations which blind me to reality as God sees it. The vision that delights and rejoices, weeps and embraces -- endlessly joyful and utterly free to love unceasingly in the face hatred, fear, and ignorance.
I wonder if forgiveness isn't more powerful than the desire to change, and perhaps more likely to bring change. The Passion of the Christ and God's ongoing forgiveness seem to suggest that forgiveness is the only plan. Even the final judgement can be seen in this light: A last call, so to speak, on the liberating nectar of forgiveness.
