I want to rail against the idea of forgiving seventy times seven… whatever that amounts to, but the truth is that I have not yet managed to fully forgive even seven times.
I haven’t forgiven the wounds or the one who inflicted them.
I haven’t forgiven the words that I pretended to shrug off, but instead took too much to heart.
I haven’t forgiven the poor planning, the forgotten moment, the failure to see.
I haven’t forgiven the Very Big Thing that wasn’t.
I haven’t forgiven the Very Small Thing that wasn’t.
Strengthen me for this work, for healing in release, for prayerful wholeness, for giving and receiving forgiveness beyond measure.