Forgiveness

You will know that forgiveness has begun when you recall those who hurt you and feel the power to wish them well. — Lewis B. Smedes


Nope, don’t think I am quite there yet for one nameless and faceless person walking around the streets today. Yesterday, while capping off the end to a fabulous weekend, I came out of the nail salon to find my baby knocked over and injured. No note, no one owning up to it, just one big dent and a cracked panel. What is wrong with people? How can you harm someone else’s property and walk away? Have you never ever been in those shoes? Do you not know the deep pit in your stomach when you realize some one has damaged/stolen your stuff? Yes, it is a material thing. I should not be going on about. But it is not that my baby now has the big dent, it is that people believe it okay to treat other people with such little respect. To not have any dignity or humility to face of to your mistakes is so sad and unattractive. It makes me want to move to a desert island.

I know I will get over it and my baby will be repaired, but will our society be repaired or do I need to lower my expectations?

Namaste