Forgiven

At least once a week someone apologizes to me for something that didn't even hit my radar. It boggles (or "bobbles" as Rojo says) my mind that they spent a moment worrying about it, fretting, beating themselves up for something they think they said or did that could have been perceived the wrong way.

At least once a week/day someone does not apologize for something I think they should. We're never going to get this right, we humans. We're going to bungle and botch, we're going to offend and defend, we're going to hurt and be hurt. We can't control much of that, but we can forgive. In the words of my gal, Deb Talen, we can open up all our doors, let it out and let it in - forgiveness.

Forgiven, Deb Talen You worry on hurting anybody anymore You worry on small comfort One of us seems not to tremble You make a rift inside me every day Then you choose to stay I walk the edge and push it wider You are forgiven I open all my doors You are forgiven What a heart is for I am no martyr You give me reason I try harder and I wait for a warmer season Meanwhile, You are forgiven I hear a soft noise like a sigh, A singing like a lullaby It is my heart It is this wind that blows through, Where you held me closer, Where we whisper This is this is true You are forgiven I open all my doors You are forgiven What a heart is for I am no martyr You give me reason I try harder And I wait for a warmer season Meanwhile, You are forgiven And it's time to go I cannot stay You cannot know My love So dear Will it be faith or fear? You are forgiven open all my doors You are forgiven What a heart is for I am no martyr You give me reason I try harder And I wait for a warmer season Meanwhile, You are forgiven You are Forgiven