It is astronomical the damage an unkind word, a selfish deed creates; I wish I remembered that more often. But we are so blinded by selfishness, and we cling to our bitter resentment and we build walls— walls that rend and tear and hurt, and we can’t seem to realize how painful our actions are to others before it is too late.
Yet the difference a forgiving heart makes in the midst of all this! That is how there is redemption: a heart that forgives instead of holding bitterness, a heart that keeps forgiving after the seventh time. When we, in our selfishness, begin to realize that gift of forgiveness, this begins to change us.
I want to be the one who forgives, not the one who is selfish. Lord, change me.