Shortcut to a Miracle: Flying with the Eagle and the Dove

We Always Hurt the Ones We Love. Have ever been hurt by someone close to you? No? Well, what planet are you from? We humans from planet earth have been. Someone even wrote a song about it.

Why do we always hurt the ones we love?
Why can’t we fly between the eagle and the dove?
Why do we always hurt the ones we love? 

“Hurters” sing the lyrics. “Hurtees” feel the pain. And we’ve all been on both sides of the ledger. When you’re the “hurtee,” it’s one of life’s torments. First comes the pain—a deep thorn in the soul that keeps you up nights. This is followed by obsession—so many thoughts running amuck through your mind, “How could she? I can forgive, but I can’t forget! What she did was inexcusable!” Next comes festering anger and finally full blown bitterness, one of life’s nastier emotions.

The Ring of Fire. Someone I deeply cared for broke up with me once. It was hard, but I dealt with it. A year later she wrote saying how she missed me and wished she hadn’t burned our bridges. Oh, then I lost it. I skipped right over the hurt and went directly to the anger! Johnny Cash described it:, “and it burns, burns, burns, that ring of fire. That ring of fire.”

There’s a Cure but You Won’t Like It.   I couldn’t turn my brain off. It was getting the best of me and affecting my whole life. I told a friend all about it. He saw my distress and said, “You’re never going to get over this until you wish for her all the good things you wish for yourself.” Those words made me even madder.

I was driving home, furious at the advice. No way was that going to happen! A still small voice nudged my conscience. “Are you willing to forgive her?”  “Forgive her? Never!” The voice persisted. “Are you willing to be made willing?” I hesitated. “No, I’m not.” Then I heard, “But are you willing to be made willing to be made willing?”  “Well, maybe.”

Amazing Grace. Later I noticed that I wasn’t getting the same satisfaction out of nursing my grievance. The volume of the anger wasn’t so loud. The bitterness had lost some clout. I also noticed I was happier. I wondered why, when a scripture popped into my head, “For it is God who works in you both to will and to do of His good pleasure.” (Philippians 2:13 NKJV) Ah-hah! God snuck up on me when I wasn’t looking. It was His grace at work. He just needed a little bit of my will to get it started. .

The Miracle. Finally realizing the grudge wasn’t worth it, I took a deep breath. I didn’t feel it. I just did it. “OK, Lord, please bless her with a great life.” Today all those nasty feelings are gone. I wish her only the best. Forgiving her may or may not have helped her, but it did a miracle in me. It came down to” “I couldn’t do it without God. He wouldn’t do it without me.”

It probably would have been hurtful to have written or said to her, “I forgive you.” She probably never even knew that she hurt me. Yes, forgiveness is an inside job. .

Your Shortcut to a Miracle. Are you nursing a hurt done to you? Is it festering in your soul? No need to go through months of therapy. Take a short cut, pray for them. I dare you. But be careful, it will change your life. You will have just entered the Horizontal Church Zone. You will have not only obeyed the Lord of glory, you will get healed from the inside out

One thought on “Shortcut to a Miracle: Flying with the Eagle and the Dove

  1. Forgiveness is necessary, reconciliation is optional.

    “For if you forgive others their trespasses, your heavenly Father will also forgive you, but if you do not forgive others their trespasses, neither will your Father forgive your trespasses” Mat 6: 14-15 ESV

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