The Path to Forgiveness
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May 27, 2022
Good morning, dear God. The depression is still lingering. I could not stop feeling sad, inadequate, and gloomy yesterday. I couldn’t do anything right, and I just went to bed. That’s how I cope with the agony of those feelings. I feel a lot better today. Thank you, Jesus.
Today’s reading from God’s Promises for every day says that Jesus leads by example. It writes. “In your lives, you must think and act like Christ Jesus… He was born to be a man and became like a servant. And when he was living as a man, he humbled himself and was fully obedient to God, even when that caused his death-death on the cross. Philippians 2:5-8
That’s a tall order, to think and act like you, sweet Jesus. Who can do that? I’m just a woman trying to find my way to you, God. That’s why I write to you every morning, or I try to write to you every morning.
I want to think I’m doing your will. Love thy sister and brother. I believe that if you treat people with respect, kindness, and love, people are more accepting of you if you show compassion. Like smiling at someone walking down the street, saying good morning brightens people’s days. The Bible also says, “Get along with each other, forgive each other. If someone does wrong to you, forgive that person because the Lord forgave you.” Colossians 3:13
Forgiving Mom mother
I’m going to pray for my mother. She needs you, sweet Jesus. She died with all her ghosts in her closets. My mother didn’t believe in you, and she died without knowing how loving you were. Please forgive my mother. And she did the best she could. Please take my mother, hold her in your arms, and let her know I forgive her today. I feel sorrow in my heart for my mother, for all the suffering she had gone through.
I like to think I’m doing your will, Jesus. But I’m not sure if I am. I read the beautiful passages in the Bible relating to love, faith, peace, joy, and fellowshipping, and I need to learn more about the Bible,
The New Testament. Not the Old Testament. Today, I did your will and listened to you. I forgave my mother through your will. I cried and forgave her, and it hurt my heart that I hated her so much. I have sad memories of her. Please help me remember that my mother tried to be a good mother, and she got sick, or she was probably misdiagnosed with her illnesses. She loved me the best way she knew how.
My grandmother must’ve hurt my mother terribly. My grandmother thought she was the best grandmother in the world. She was not. She had to have physically hurt my mother and her sisters back in the nineteen-fifties when my mother was just a child. I heard horror stories that my picture-perfect grandmother hurt my mother. That’s why my mother would not have a relationship with her mother. Because she was damaged as a child, too.
That’s how parents treated children nothing more than a penny. Beatings with pans, buckle belts, and sticks were probably the norm. Animal rights were given protection before children’s rights. Well, I must go and get ready for my day. I won’t forget the divine intervention you did today. And that was to help me forgive my mother, thank you, sweet Jesus
