People were screaming in the isles, dropping at my feet, loving my lesson… actually, I think they really did like it… but I worry if I made anyone want to change anything about their lives. Except me — I think I learned quite a lot about forgiveness.
An interesting topic came-up in class. Two women argued (argued is for-sure not the right word, but I can’t think of a better one) between if forgiveness needs to be a final act — which you only have to do once and then the person is officially forgiven, or if it’s a fire that needs to be built initially — but you have to keep feeding it with thoughts and feelings of forgiveness.
I tend to lean towards the latter. I mean, oftentimes I’ll feel like I’ve forgiven someone but then I see them and feelings come back up — and I’m in my head mentally pushing the feelings out the back door of my brain.
However, Heavenly Father does forgive us fully the first time and doesn’t think about it and loves us fully from then on. Of course, I believe lots of that has to do with the fact that Heavenly Father loves us perfectly. Like, my kids — I mean, they’ve done plenty of awful things, but even though in the moment I want to pluck all their air off I get over it pretty quickly and those feelings don’t usually creep back up on me. So, there you go. No false doctrine, sad… next time’s lesson is on reverence… if anyone needs to be more reverent it’s me. No kiddin‘.