Forgiveness Remembered

We all come to a place of vulnerability at times. For me it is in my times of vulnerability that true healing begins to take place. Below are words I wrote after a time of vulnerability:

Anger rose in me. 

The past froze me.

I could not see past the wrongs done before.

I found myself willing to close the door.

No worries of who I hurt.

No memories of the past, the freedom given.

Tears flowed.

Anger slowed.

Arms wrapped around the body.

Gentle whispers of remembrance prodded.

Worship grew.

Love renewed.

Forgiveness remembered.