Forgiveness
Saturday, May 12th, 2007I trusted you
Given away my pride
For me to be able to say those
words
I believed you
Given up my common sense
For me to be able to feel that way
I guess I was so foolish
I should have not put any hope in
you
Knowing myself is weak
I should have never started
anything
What would I expect
What would I dream
If there left nothing in my hand to
hold
If there left nothing in my brain
to think
I lost
Very poorly ‘til the end
I don’t want to feel the pain
anymore
But I guess the pain is far better
than the reality
I seek for anger
It was there but it isn’t
I seek for another hope
It was there but no longer exists
I found one instead
Bigger than anything
A disappointment
It kills me each and every second
I couldn’t measure it
The effort I have put
The time I have spent
The laughter on top of my sadness
All just to see you smile
And all are wasted away
How many times I should forgive,
Father?
Up to seven times?
“I tell you, not seven times, but
seventy-seven times.”
So, I take my stand
with broken heart and the rest of
my strength
putting away my dignity
to say, “you are forgiven, now and
forever…”
May 12, 2007
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Then Peter came to Jesus and asked, “Lord, how many times shall I
forgive my brother when he sins against me? Up to seven times?” Jesus answered,
“I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times.”
- Matthew 18: 21-22 (NIV)