Sunday, June 04, 2006

I suppose I have every right in the world to be angry at you
I guess I'm righteous in my indignation
I didn't deserve all that I got from you
I offered you my friendship, support, and companionship and in return you gave me disrespect
Like a ziploc bag I was used and then tossed away
I sat on my bed feeling quite smug at how right I was, and how wrong you were
You wronged me "And you wronged me."
...oh
But I offered everything and I got nothing in return "Sounds famliar."
....not now, Lord
I was being punished for something I never did "So was I."
...No, God, I won't be wrong...
They don't deserve my forgiveness! "And you didn't deserve mine."
...Don't pin this on me!
All my my righteous indignation drained from me
I didn't feel so justified about this
I guess I have to..."yes?"....I suppose I should...."keep going."
Forgive you
A wad of wet kleenex settled in my stomach
You don't deserve it, but then niether did I

"Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you." -Ephesians 4:32