Forgiving God
I've done a lot of forgiving in my life. I've forgiven others, forgiven people who didn't even know they needed forgiving. I've even forgiven myself on occasion. Never once did I think I may need to tell God I forgive Him. That probably seems sacrilegious to most. But nonetheless, I did. With my past breakup I teetered on the edge of anger with God. Not anger as in "I'll never serve You again." Anger as in, "I trusted You that things would be better, that I wouldn't get hurt again." I felt as if God had let me down. He allowed me to walk into a relationship that I and anyone else you would have asked thought was finally the right one. And out of nowhere it ended. And I was left looking heavenward and asking God, "How could You do this to me?" I remember begging God, "Please, not again." And yet His answers is "Yes, again." Like I said, I'm sure no one else is cocky enough to question the almi