Disclaimer: I am totally unqualified to disseminate spiritual advice. These spiritual musings come from the messiest parts of my psyche. Read at your own risk.
Friends, I wrote this whole post about forgiveness. It was scheduled to arrive in your inbox at 5:57 this morning, but I woke up at 5am with an urge to unschedule it—to think about it more.
Then, I did what every woman in her Middle Ages does at 5am when she can’t sleep: I downloaded Instagram (which I use so infrequently that I had to download it) and started scrolling. The second or third image I saw said this:
The test of loving like Christ is not loving Jesus. It’s loving Judas.
Well, shit.
I find myself in the second major crisis of my life right now. I vowed not to write about this pain while it’s raw, so the details will stay private—possibly forever. But this crisis has lured me into looking for answers about how to live, love, and how to forgive.
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