Forgiveness
Jan 27 2024
I try to count up
all the times I've been forgiven.
The times I let go
and forgave myself.
The times it wasn't deserved,
but generosity of spirit
prevailed.
If back then
I failed to express it
I'm truly grateful for this.
It's said forgive and forget,
but it seems the forgetting is harder.
Like went the judge instructs the jury
to ignore what just was said,
can they truly disregard
inadmissible evidence?
After all, once heard
there's no unhearing.
If you believe in such things
they tell us that God forgives our sins
if we truly repent.
Which is seraphically magnanimous,
but I wonder if making amends
shouldn’t be a part of it.
And that should we transgress again
His Old Testament wrath
will come down that much harder.
But back to counting up.
Which turns out be zero;
I have yet to forgive myself
and move on,
the past nullified
lessons learned.
The example of a loving God
is lost on me;
I suffer for my sins.
Like the tortured monk
in his spare ascetic cell,
taking ice cold baths
and flagellating himself
to subdue his carnal desire,
I am hard on me.
Forgiveness is a high art.
Perhaps, with a lifetime of practice
I will master it.
But for now, I'm learning to live with myself,
who I was
and who I hope I’ve become.
Like an old couple
in a bad marriage
still trying to make it work.
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