Forgiveness .... Day 1,437

About 15 minutes early; but this really got my attention .... There is a show on the Gospel Music Channel about forgiveness. The one that peeked my interest was the lady who forgave the lad that murdered her only son. It took her 12 years & what got her attention was this poem. I guess I am blessed in that I am forgiven & in saying that, I am even more thankful for that same forgiveness. So with that I shall say goodnight. My post for tomorrow is up.....I am truly blessed, blessed indeed!!!! ♥  Sometimes the most difficult person to forgive is yourself; but in order for you to truly make a difference for anyone it is important to forgive.  If you don't, the roots of bitterness & anger can grow so deeply within your heart that you become useless to yourself & others.  The chains formed from unforgiveness do not bind others, they bind your hands.  They keep you from being able to help others, they are a hindrance in your life.  So free yourself from the damage done, forgive, break those chains & make a difference.   Do it today!!!!

The Two Mothers

Long time ago, so I have been told,

Two angels once met on streets paved with gold.
"By the stars in your crown, "said the one to the other
"I see that on earth, you too, were a mother.

And by the blue-tinted halo you wear
You, too, have known sorrow and deepest despair."
"ah, yes," she replied, "I once had a son,
A sweet little lad, full of laughter and fun."

"But tell of your child." "oh, I knew I was blessed
From the moment I first held him close to my breast,
And my heart almost burst with the joy of that day."
"Ah, yes," said the other, "I felt the same way."

The former continued: "The first steps he took-
So eager and breathless; the sweet startled look
Which came over his face-he trusted me so."
"Ah, yes, " said the other, "How well do I know."

"But soon he had grown to a tall handsome boy,
So stalwart and kind-and it gave me so much joy
To have him just walk down the street by my side."
"Ah yes," said the other, "I felt the same pride."

"How often I shielded and spared him from pain
and when he for others was so cruelly slain.
When they crucified him-and they spat in his face,
How gladly would I have hung there in his place!"

A moment of silence-" oh, then you are she-
The mother of Christ:; and she fell on one knee.
But the blessed one raised her up, drawing her near,
And kissed from the cheek of the woman, a tear.

"Tell me the name of the son you love so,
That I may share with your grief and your woe."
She lifted her eyes, looking straight at the other,
"He was Judas Iscariot; I am his mother."

May you be touched by the Love of our Precious Lord today...as we near the celebration of His Advent! Ask Him to be Lord of your life...He deserves your love and you deserve His!

In the love and grace of Jesus,
James Wesley