I reflect and ruminate and tell myself as I meditate on all of this brokenness..that I should be most grateful for my family even if I don't always agree with everything they do or how they live their life. I talk to myself often, out loud. Something that most of us do but don't want to admit.
The wonderful fact is that they are still here and we can mend broken fences on purpose..Life is much too short to hold onto disagreements and past hurts. Do we really know how many moments we are given with each one of them yet we let everything else get in the way. Our time our money our plans include first of all us and we would all admit that the evils of our hearts are caused by selfishness and greed,,, the destroyers of life and connections with the ones we should be loving. How can we cut these two nasty things out of our lives??
Maybe, by making the choice to think before we leap and act. Those actions we take in our vengeance and anger and those words not chosen with care will follow us around with regret for many days and the bruises we inflict on ourselves when our own words condemn us are very hard to cure. No matter how many times we run to the freezer for ice packs and to stop the seeping flow of blood that slowly drains into the underground passages of our wounds we will still bleed.
There is a better way. The Way of the cross, the way of grace. Surrounded with supernatural love we can forgive ourselves, to rise again and hold our heads up and try again. Tomorrow is another day of new beginnings and the grace we have been shown is free to give away without cost to others. There is everything to gain by living life in this way. Regrets can be washed away..as the son comes out again.
