Tag Archives: Forgiveness

A Message from Cain

Hey You,

You think that God stopped loving me because of what I did.

He didn’t.  He loves me still.

You think my family stopped loving me because of what I did.

I did, too.

That’s why I ran away.  That and I was afraid someone would kill me. I know how easy it can be, it happened quick. A thought, a lashing out, and it was over.

Anger and fear are powerful and strong.  They change the course of a person’s life if left unchecked.

But love is more powerful

My family still loved me. We might have even been able to reconcile if I had stayed but we won’t know now. But that doesn’t mean we never reconciled.

We did.

And you can, as well.

God hasn’t stopped loving you, no matter what you have done.

God hasn’t stopped loving you, no matter what you have failed to do.

God loves you.

God misses you.

Right here, right now. Be restored.

Cain

 

 

A Message from Eve

Dear,

I am glad you remember me. You remember me often.  Many people are worried that when they are gone, they will be forgotten.  I have no chance of that.

I’m the one you point to and say, ‘it’s her fault’.  All because of this one thing I did that one time.

The only difference between me and you is that I did it first.

As long as you spend your time looking at what I did and judging it, you will be stuck and unable to heal the rifts in your relationships.

I want to tell you that I am so much more than that one incident. I am as multi-faceted as a diamond.

I am loved and I loved well.  I raised three beautiful boys.  They were my pride and joy.

Cain was strong and provided for us. I always felt safe from the dangers of the world when he was around.

He even had a strong sense of responsibility when he was little.  Taking my hand and leading the way.

His brother Abel had a strong connection with God.  I thought when we left the garden, we would never see God again.  Abel was forever pointing out where God is.  I never knew what he would say and I smile remembering the laughter he brought into our lives.

It was devastating when we learned of what Cain had done when he let his jealousy rage.

We lost two sons that day.

How could this of happened? What could we have done different? But the questions remained unanswered and the deed had been done.

It takes everything you have each time you have to start over. We lost everything when we left the garden, started anew. Then lost everything when Abel died and Cain ran from what he had done. Adam and I were faced with letting this destroy us or pick up the pieces and start anew again.

And through it all, God was there.  He did not keep Himself from us. He taught us that love covers even the choices that turn life upside down. We got up each day, did what needed to be done and sought ways to make life better.

We didn’t expect to have Seth.  What a surprise! And he was so very different from his brothers.  It amazes me that the boys were so very different and yet I loved each of them for who they were and are.

And all you want to do is point to that thing I did that changed everything and say it’s all my fault you are in this mess.  Won’t you please forgive me and get on with your life?

May God bless you and keep you,

Eve

 

 

Forgiving Judas

What if your Lord and lover of your soul asked you to be the betrayer in the story. There would be no guarantee of anyone ever forgiving you. For how could they?  Look what you did?

And what if your Lord couldn’t forgive you until someone on Earth did?

Would you do it?

Someone has to do it. The prophecy cannot be fulfilled without that one damming kiss.

You will be completely convinced that your plan to help him become king is the plan.  You will be devastated when it all blows up in your face.  And He dies.  A horrible tortured death.  And you did it.  Your kiss started the ball rolling.  You even got paid more money than you’ve ever held before.

The kiss was supposed to be the beginning of ruling the Earth with him.  His showing His full glory to the world.  His being pleased with who you are and what you have done.

But He didn’t resist. He didn’t fight. He didn’t shine. He bore the weight of the whip and the cross.  He died.

The silver turned to dust in your hand. The weight of what you have done destroyed you. You missed Easter morning.

And now you wait.

And wait.

For someone, anyone on Earth to say, ‘You are forgiven.’

You are especially hopeful on Sunday mornings when so many go to Church and pray what the Lord, your Lord and lover of your soul taught us to say. Will today be the day that the forgiveness extends to your deeds as well?  Has the prayer become or has it always been one of rote matter of course?

You will know the moment someone extends Grace to you for you will be able to step out of your self-imposed prison of eternal darkness and into the light. The full glory of the love that you so longed for.

You may wait forever for people have been given a choice. And it is hard to choose to forgive someone who has hurt you much less extending that same release to one who has been judged to commit the worst of crimes ever.

So if you will not play the part, someone else will. He did.

And he waits.

And hopes.

Especially on Sundays.

I don’t think I would have taken the risk to be forever parted from the one whose love is most dear.

For me, today and always, may my prayers extend to all. I choose to be the one that helps open the door for those who cannot open it themselves.

Dear Judas,

Thank you for your part in the prophecy.  For being so brave and strong to take the worst role in our estimation. May you find the grace and peace of our Lord Jesus Christ. May your sins be wiped clean and you made new when you face the lover of your soul once more.

And Judas, know that when I pray this prayer, I pray it for all who are waiting for renewal. Yesterday, Today and  Forever.

Won’t you extend the same forgiveness to me as well?  For I, too, am in need of a saviour.

Amen.

 

 

The Clunky, Chunky, Stumbling Art of Grace

Life is messy, full of mistakes, reversals, mis-communications and major mis-steps.

And then what?

Sit forever mired in the mud?

If you want to, you can.  But there’s a way out.

It’s called GRACE. Even if the one you hurt can’t/won’t forgive you, the Universe will.

In fact the Universe longs for and seeks reconciliation, restoration and healing. It does take some action on your part.

Get up off the floor.

Dust yourself off.

Pick the ball back up

And try again.

If you have hurt your loved one, (or another party) to the point they have turned against you, you have to let them go and trust the Creator will take good care of them.

To do this takes discernment, risk as well as trial and error.

And then you get to do it all over again.

All a part of being human.

Forgive Them, Forgive You

A long time ago,  1991 in fact, I split with my first husband.  It was nasty and messy. I couldn’t live the way we were any longer.

The kids were 2, 4, and 6. I worked hard getting their lives more stable than it had been.  Mine, too.

One of the first things I did was forgive their dad.  I forgave myself as well.

Each time it got crazy, I wiped the slate clean with forgiveness.

It wasn’t until 2005 when he had his first heart attack that my first husband even wanted to be forgiven.

The first time he asked, I told him I forgave him.

But then he kept asking.  Every time we talked, he asked.  I finally told him I had forgiven him a long time ago and he didn’t have to keep asking.

I think he needed to forgive himself. Self forgiveness is as important as forgiving others.

I didn’t forgive him for him way back when in the midst of all the pain and crazy for him.  I did it for me and the kids.  I did it so we could live well.

And we did. And we do.

My prayer for you and yours is a life well lived.

 

 

Where is the Grace?

First of all I don’t understand the logic of someone in CA tearing up local neighborhood in protest over something that happened in FL.

I understand protesting but not tearing stuff up, not hurting other people.  Especially over something that happened on the other side of the country.

What if we protested by volunteering and helping someone not like ourselves?

Why are we tearing our neighborhoods apart?

I have told my children for years that we make where we live safe.  We look for opportunities to reach out, to help, to create, to make better.

Spend some time and get to those around us.

When we make a mistake, even a big one, super huge  and colossal, the best way to get back on track is to do what can to correct the situation, ask for forgiveness and move on.

If someone has done something to us, even a big one, super huge and colossal, the best way to get back on track is to come to a place where you can forgive. and move on.

I’m not saying its easy, I am saying its the best otherwise the mistakes pile up and become overwhelming. And we stay stuck.