The Art of Forgiveness

                              The Art of Forgiveness                                                                                                                                            
Love keeps no record of wrongs, or does it? What if the pain of the wrong iis so deep that your love gets lost in your pain? What if an uncontrollable fire starts from your mouth condemning the person who committed the wrong? What if your mind races with how can I get revenge for this wrong? The art of forgiveness is love; love is a choice and act of the will. Love will destroy every record of wrong, forgiveness is the experience of that love that keeps no record; forgiveness is a life long commitment, forgiveness is freedom, forgiveness isn't easy but Gods love is. The art of Gods love is to forgive everyone as God has forgiven you.                                                                                                                                                                                                                    Written by Lynn  

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  1. UnknownJune 26, 2017 at 2:10 PM

    Amen! God is Love, Love covers a multitude of sin, we couldn't make it without His Love softening our heart and seeking HIM for emotional whole healing from our heat to our mind to our memories. God is able! We simply don't have it in us to forgiven on our own.


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