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Bill "Papa" Lee

When we fail to forgive, we fail to live...take a look.

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When we fail to forgive, we fail to live. We remain stuck in the past, and allow those who have harmed us (perceived or real) to continue to harm us. I thought that I might post something here, other than an announcement, a hard lesson I learned many years ago. A wonderful lesson that taught to me so much, and some wonderful words God revealed to me, and allowed me to write. At this time I share these words before I forget, and before they become cage liners at the bottom of some birdcage. So, click "see more", if you wish to read these comments, or can think of someone who may benefit from these words, to see what a loving God gave to one such as I...

Forgive

Forgive,
The scripture seemed to read
As I took another look. 
Forgive,
The scripture clearly said
Annoyed, I closed the book!
"Forgive",
The Spirit softly spoke
Startled, I did fear.
"Forgive",
The Spirit louder spoke
I pretended not to hear.
"Forgive",
The Savior said to me,
I quickly questioned; Why?
"Forgive",
The Savior said again
"For this I came to die. 

Then bitterly I cried out,
How can Thou know my pain?
The wounds that I have suffered,
My tears that fell like rain? 
Then quietly he spoke my name,
And said, "I understand".
Reached out that he may lift me,
With wounds in both His hands. 
Ashamed; I said how can I?
He reminded me again,
"For he who will not forgive,
In him lies the greater sin"? 

Forgive,
The scripture seemed to read
As I took another look.
Forgive,
The scripture clearly said
I now embraced the book.
"Forgive",
The Spirit softly spoke
Now, I did not fear.
"Forgive",
The Spirit louder spoke
Once deaf, I now can hear. 
"Forgive",
The Savior said to me,
"To you this I give".
"Forgive",
The Savior said again,
"For this I came to live".

William E Lee
July 1996
Copyright 1996

I thank with all my heart for a loving and forgiving Mother, who seeing my need to forgive, asked me to pray and write this. When she asked, I retired to my childhood room, said a short prayer, and this poem came to me as was written in 10 minutes. True story! So, it is truly not my words, but the words and lesson of he who forgives all, who will repent and simply ask.

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