Here I am Lord, on one side of the bridge of forgiveness.
Flowing underneath is such a torrent of anger, frustration, grief and self-pity. Poor me – what a shocker I have had to put up with! I deserve and have a right to be upset!
To cross the bridge of forgiveness, One must let go, overlook, hand over what flows underneath.
Lord I do want to cross this bridge, But at present I do not know how.
We have been in a similar place before and you have walked me home. I ask in your mercy to do this again in my life. I offer you my hand. Help me to walk with you meekly, to follow where you lead.
Forgiveness. How does it come? In the quiet, in the tears, in the grief of giving to you what I cannot bear on my own.
Forgiveness. I cannot forgive on my own. I cannot when this wound is ripped open every day allowing no time to mend or heal. I cannot when there seems to be no safe place to breathe without conflict.
Lead me home Lord. I am in a place I do not want to be. I react quickly, rather than graciously. I am so tired of the conflict, I cannot fight anymore.
Forgiveness. Help me to take off my coat of grief. It is choking me. Help me to wear YOUR garment of praise, to keep my eyes on you alone.
Lead me home Lord Jesus.
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