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| 10/2/05
How come if God and I see two different things that are good for me, and through circumstances, God reveals his plan, I feel like there has been a mistake. Why do I say, "God, didn't you hear what I asked?" I felt like I was begging for a good thing, but God saw something better. Why is it that the "something better" is the very last thing I wanted? I just don't understand WHY things always go WAY different then I want and pray. I begged God for a church with a good teen group, but did I also not pray for God to help mom and dad in there decision making? Did I not tell him I'd be content with their decision? So why am I not content? Did God let me down or did I let myself down? AM I letting myself down? I'm bound and determined to NOT be happy with my parents decision, but thats the opposite of what I said I'd do. I keep looking for a way out, a sign, a direction. Shouldn't I be looking for a way in? A positive view about this situation? Instead of complaining that I can't be a part of the youth group I want, shouldn't I be happy that mom found a church she's happy at? I may not like the church, the people or the youth group, but the thing is, my parents do. Shouldn't I let them be happy for a change? No, I'm not happy about this decision that was made without me, but I'll pray for peace, acceptance, guidance and a lot of help. This won't be easy for me, and I'm sure I'll struggle with understanding, but with God's help, I'll try. For mom sake I'll try. God, Later... 10/02/05 God, 10/03/05 I just wrote the three words I've been fighting the past five months. "I Forgive You". WOW, the second I wrote that it was like this huge weight lifted off me. I can honestly say it to him (in the back of my journal I have a series of letters I've written to him, without ever sending. This letter simply said "Dear Dr. Farrington: I Forgive You"). Before, the mere thought of ever being at this point I just now reached, seemed utterly impossible... but now, it makes me feel so much better. It took so much to get to this point. A lot of flesh came out through this, but God helped me.
He who cannot forgive others, breaks the bridges over which he himself must pass. - George Herbert I do believe i just crossed that bridge, and the grass really is greener on this side!!
Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it - Mark Twain
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