Are You sure?
God: I’m sure.
Are You sure?
Life: I’m sure.
Are you sure?
Me: I’m sure.
Hmm.
Wow.
*Cassandra can’t believe she has been forgiven. For not knowing. For not trying. For not this. For not that.
All of it?
All of THAT?!
Even THOSE!???
God: Yep.
Life: Yep.
Me: Yep.
Wow.
Even though I cost myself unrealized dreams, possible marriage, kids, this, that and the others?
Truly.
God: Tis true.
Life: Tis true.
Me: Tis true.
*Cassandra is not sure how to go about this forgiveness business for herself*
Hmmm.
You mean I do NOT have to toil around you a fool mountain?
God: Nope.
Life: Nope.
Me: Nope.
So, what you are telling me is I can start fresh, new, and try again? I don’t have to forever forfeit present and future dreams based upon past dumbness visited upon me by me?
God: That’s right.
Life: That’s right.
Me: That’s right.
*Skeptical, Cassandra poked forgiveness this way and that. Finding it solid, Cassandra peered suspiciously into a bottomless pit of forever forgiveness.*
Wow! That forgiveness seems pretty sturdy and deep.
God: Try it out.
Life: Try it out.
Me: Try it out.
*Deciding to take a leap of faith, Cassandra dived, head first, into a botomless pit of forever forgiveness*
Well, what the…?
Why didn’t you tell me I would land HERE!?
*Cassandra extricates herself from The Father’s Arms, feeling a bit sheepish/foolish.
God: My bad.
Life: His bad.
Me: Don’t blame me. I was following you around.
forgiven,
Cassandra
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Note: It is high past time to forgive ourselves for all that we are, have never been, may never be. It will all come out in the wash. Enough. How many lashes shall you give yourself? How many days will you waste lamenting this and that? Be done with it. You tried. You failed. So what. Such is life. Keep it moving. I move with you.
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