Tagged: forgiving offenses

“I hate that man!” My friend’s words shocked me. Taken aback, I just stared. This friend was a good Christian–someone I loved and respected. I didn’t love or respect m

I don’t recall the disagreement, but I’d had enough. “I’m not staying where I’m not wanted!” I shouted at my new husband. In a flurry of anger, I set out in the

I headed out for my usual early morning exercise–a brisk walk to the lake, around the neighborhood loop, and back again. As I passed by, a neighbor emerged from her garage. We waved to greet

I sat on the back porch steps, observing my six-year-old granddaughter attempt to teach the game of Frisbee to her deaf playmate. She launched her new toy through the air. “Come on, Anthony. You