Pride Keeps Us from Forgiving…Ourselves

Well, I guess I have to apologize for neglecting my blog lately. With my oral comprehensive exam (three panelists grilling you on anything you learned in seminary) and the aftermath of catching up, I have put it on the back-burner. For that I apologize to you, my faithful readers. The reality is I am probably more frustrated with myself for not posting than you are. After all, there is plenty of better stuff to read on the internet.

I guess apologizing is only appropriate since this post is about forgiveness. It’s even more appropriate since I have been beating myself up for not posting, and this post is about forgiving yourself.

When we fail to forgive ourselves, we often think that it has to do with low self-esteem, or shame, or something like that. But my pastor said something in his sermon yesterday that made me reconsider (or at least nuance) that position.

Paraphrasing Dallas Willard, Pastor David said that not forgiving yourself can actually be a form of….wait for it….

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Pithy Post: Asking Forgiveness

Forgiveness is no easy thing to give, but it is sometimes just as difficult to receive. Part of the process of being forgiven is receiving blame, owning the evil I have committed. And who wants to do that? It’s better, we think, if we just ‘let bygones be bygones’ and forget about it. But without forgiveness the evil we have thrown out into the world just keeps bouncing off of our own soul and others’, and it destroys every beautiful thing it touches.

“Some say that Jerusalem is the very center of the world for asking forgiveness. Myself? I call it here…now.” Godfrey, Kingdom of Heaven.