I have a thing or two to learn about forgiveness.
Tonight I discovered I broke something very valuable of Nicholas'. I was terrified. How would he respond? What should I do?
I wanted to hide. To run and disappear.
But Don taught his majors that we have a choice. And as scared as I was, I went out to him. Showed him the broken thing... Initially, he was upset. But just two minutes later he looked at me and said that he knew it wasn't intentional and it's just a "thing." *sigh*
I continued to beat myself up over it for a while. But then I was reminded that if I would extend forgiveness to someone then I should accept it.
Point taken
and slowly executed
...very... very slowly. :-)
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