Over dinner last week, I was seated with this lady bursting with so much Faith that I found myself to be the reluctant recipient of her stories. After her third miraculous story, I silently questioned whether they were really miracles or just coincidences. Did she read too much into the situation, or was I being too much of a skeptic? I left thinking that people choose to see things as they deem appropriate.
The next morning I pray the Our Father and stumble across this line - give us this day our daily bread, as we forgive those who sin against us...
I suddenly feel a stab of guilt, as how could I say these lines over and over, and still find it hard to let go of situations which caused me pain. I felt ashamed for justifying my sense of indignation, when I have never taken my vow seriously. This realization never occurred to me before. And I choose to see the miracle in it.
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