Have you ever had a mill stone tied around your neck? No? You are not sure? Well, unforgiveness is a mill stone!
Bearing grudges does not only feel like the weight of an albatross sitting on your neck, it is giving free rental space in the hardware of ones brain to issues better tossed out.
Forgiveness frees your heart and mind in ways that are beyond measure.
I forgive, not even for the sake of the person who has offended me, but to set myself free.
This poison taints your heart, taints your mind, taints your life and it is a hindrance to the fullness of your joy because it will always remain a dark shadow and an acid leaching away at the insides of the unburdened.
It is a given that somethings may happen to us that makes us feel as if we can never get past it to the level of forgiveness, but indeed we can, when we seek the grace, even if we don’t forget the incident because it is difficult to delete certain memories that have become ingrained in our memory banks.
However, our minds are very resilient and will fight for us if we give it the chance to. Sometimes, if I am mad at someone and they are within reach, I simply unburden my grudge and move on. It is not worth nights of lost sleep. Not one bit.
I speak deeply from painful life experiences that I thought would make me cynical, embittered and an unforgiving soul.
…But love set me free! I had to actively seek peace, forgive and let go for me to be free indeed. It was so bad at a point that I secretly wished every imaginable ill on Earth on the offender and when I say that it took the serenity and the divine grace of God to expunge my bitterness, I don’t mince my words.
When I accepted those words ”daughter you are loosed” over my life, my joy burst through that no dam could contain it. Now all I feel is pity! Maybe, one day, I shall speak of these things.
It took learning to realize that even though forgiveness does not excuse a behaviour, it prevents that behaviour from destroying one’s heart.
Forgiving was unlocking the door to set a captive free and that captive was me.
Not forgiving meant empowering the enemy some more and remaining a victim.
© Jacqueline Oby-Ikocha
The Daily Post prompt I Can’t Stay Mad At You.
Do you hold grudges or do you believe in forgive and forget?