Alan’s brother and sister-in-law have been visiting this week from California (in conjunction with Terry’s 50th high school class reunion), and we’ve had so much fun! Besides enjoying the present in real time, we did lots of reminiscing about our past. I was struck by how “fresh” the memories were concerning their parents—both good and bad—even though Alan’s parents died over thirty years ago. It reminded me of a blizzardy ride to the funeral of a very dear friend (who was like another mother to me) several years ago. I rode with her two sons and overheard them talking. One (in his sixties) obviously still felt pangs of resentment for his mother’s failings. I was shocked, because this lady had mentored me for 40 years, and I thought she was the most godly person I’d ever known. How could anyone resent such a great person?
It occurred to me that WE ALL FAIL!! We all run off the track sometimes, even when we’re trying our best. I know I’ve failed miserably in lots of ways—past and present. I hope my children find the grace to forgive me for all the ways in which I failed as a mother. I hope the same for my husband and friends. It is my prayer that each of us can forgive those who have hurt us! Imagine loading all their offenses and sending them on a train up to the end of the line (like this track we saw in Alaska some years ago), and poof—into oblivion. When we hang on to pain, it hurts us more than anyone else.
“And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ’s sake hath forgiven you” (Ephesians 4:32).