Much of my adult life has been spent looking back, feeling resentful, regretful, and even feeling like a failure. It wasn't until recently that I learned self-pity is a form of pride. What makes it particularly sneaky, is that this form of pride only happens when you feel disappointed.
I used to blame my dad for not being a better dad, my mom for not being a better mom, or even people who have let me down. My life was never a result of my own actions or responsibility. If I were to admit that I caused my own disappointment, then I am really a failure.
Seems like a vicious cycle, never gaining any ground. Besides, I loved rainy days, sad songs, or any other reason to feel reflectively sorrowful. I excused it as a cleansing of my soul. Really, I was practicing the purest form of idolatry.
Then, I had a chance to gain a better understanding of the results my life was producing. Instead of just recognizing that people let me down, I had to determine to forgive them and move forward. In some cases, I wasn't ready to let them win. Nevertheless, I was the only one being held captive, not them. I realized my prayers were hindered because I refused to forgive.
14 For if you forgive other people when they sin against you, your heavenly Father will also forgive you. 15 But if you do not forgive others their sins, your Father will not forgive your sins. Matthew 6:14-15
Decision # 6
The Compassionate Decision*
I Will Greet This Day With a Forgiving Spirit.
For too long, every ounce of forgiveness I owned was locked away,
hidden from view, waiting for me to
bestow its precious
presence upon some worthy person. Alas, I found most people to be singularly
unworthy of my
valuable forgiveness and, since they never asked for any, I kept it all for
myself.
Now, the forgiveness that I
hoarded has sprouted inside my heart like a crippled seed yielding bitter
fruit.
No more! At this
moment, my life has taken on new hope and assurance. Of all the world’s
population, I
am one of the few
possessors of the secret to dissipating anger and resentment. I now understand
that
forgiveness only has
value when it is given away. By the simple act of granting forgiveness, I
release the
demons of the past
about which I can do nothing and create in myself a new heart, a new beginning.
I will greet this
day with a forgiving spirit. I will forgive even those who do not ask for
forgiveness. Many
are the times when I
have seethed in anger at a word or deed thrown into my life by an unthinking or
uncaring person.
Valuable hours have been wasted imagining revenge or confrontation. Now I see
the
truth revealed about
this psychological rock inside my shoe. The rage I nurture is often one-sided,
for my
offender seldom
gives thought to his offense!
I will now and
forevermore silently offer my forgiveness even to those who do not see that
they need it.
By the act of
forgiving, I am no longer consumed by unproductive thoughts. My bitterness is
given up. I
am contented in my soul
and effective again with my fellow man.
I will greet this
day with a forgiving spirit. I will forgive those who criticize me unjustly. Knowing that
slavery, in any form, is wrong. I also know that the person who lives a life
according to the opinion of
others is
a slave. I am not a slave. I have chosen my own counsel. I know the difference between right and
wrong. I know what is best for the future of my family, and neither misguided
opinion nor unjust criticism
will alter my course.
Those who are
critical of my goals and dreams simply do not understand the higher purpose to
which I
have been called.
Therefore, their scorn does not affect my attitude or action. I forgive their
lack of vision
and forge ahead. I
now know that criticism is part of the price paid for leaping past mediocrity.
I will greet this
day with a forgiving spirit. I will forgive myself. For many years, my greatest
enemy has
been myself. Every
mistake, every miscalculation, every stumble I made has been replayed over and
over
in my mind. Every
broken promise, every day wasted, every goal not reached has compounded the
disgust
I feel for the lack
of achievement in my life. My dismay has developed a paralyzing grip. When I
disappoint myself, I respond
with inaction and become more disappointed.
I realize today that
it is impossible to fight an enemy living in my head. By forgiving myself, I
erase the
doubts, fears, and
frustration that have kept my past in the present. From this day forward, my
history
will cease to
control my destiny. I have forgiven myself. My life has just begun.
I will forgive even
those who do not ask for forgiveness. I will forgive those who criticize me
unjustly. I
will forgive myself.
I will greet this day with a forgiving spirit.
* The Traveler's Gift by Andy Andrews