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Forgiveness is Hard


Forgiveness can be such a tough road to walk......
A road filled with hurt.....
Anger.....
Frustration.....
Irritation......
Brokenness.....
A heart that has been beaten and shattered.....
A physical pain that is unbearable......
Unimaginable...........

Forgiveness is a bitter character.....
He steals our joy.....
He steals our peace.....
Our happiness.......
He stomps all over our hearts and minds, having us to relive the pain over and over again.....
He invites bitterness and resentment in , only for them to play tag with our emotions....
He sets up his own projector screen within our hearts to play his never ending movie through our minds and emotions.

 A movie made to keep us from stepping out on the road of  "Forgiveness".......

The Lord showed me several years ago ,for me to move forward in my life and be happy, I had to walk the road of forgiveness.
There were no detours....
No short cuts.....
I had to stay on this road.
 One step at a time.....
Healing with each step taken.

There was a lot of painful steps.....
 Some were heavy steps.....
Some I had to crawl through.....
And some I had to eat quite a bit of crow.....
But never the less, it had to be done.

Mark 11:25
And whenever you stand praying, forgive, if you have anything against anyone, so that your Father also who is in heaven may forgive you and your trespasses.



To forgive is to be forgiven as well.
I have learned to forgive is to heal.....
It is to have un- measurable  peace......
It removes all the bitterness and resentments.....
It breaks chains......
It brings joy.
I pray that if anyone is struggling on the road of forgiveness, keep walking it!!
Do not allow the enemy to continue to play his movie in your life.
It does get better......
One step at a time.

xoxoxo
Stacey

Ephesians 4:32


32 And be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God in Christ forgave you.

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