I'm watching as unforgiveness and bitterness tears apart a woman I dearly love.
She's working on it and growing toward where she wants to be with it. She has not given up hope that maybe one day she'll get there. I do think there's something to be said for giving yourself the grace and time to heal and learn to truly forgive, instead of just trying to sweep it under the rug or pretend that you've forgiven when you really haven't.
There's no shame in going to counseling to help sort it out. Talk with loved ones. Share the hurt. Sharing really does do something to our hearts to help mend as we break.
This doesn't mean you won't have days of gut-wrenching sobs and breakdowns because someone failed, disappointed, broke your heart, or abandoned you after you trusted them with your life.
I've spoken here before about having been sexually molested when I was 19 by a family member. And how it took me a long time to heal.
And how I really, fully didn't heal until he passed away.
But I wanted to take a moment today to just help remind you how very important forgiveness is. It's freeing, healing, and sanctifying. Without it, we'd just melt away, be crushed our entire lives, or grow old one day and look back with a life full of regret.
This post at (in)courage really resonated with me today and I just have to share it with you. Please take a minute to read it.
Find healing. Mend that broken heart. Take it to God and let it go.