I want to live my life with so much grace,
That if ever this or one that one realized at some point they had hurt me,
It would be like a banquet laid out before them.
“I’ve been forgiving on that for decades”, I can tell them,
“There’s quite a lot stored up.”
I don’t want to be the type of person that if someone else were to beg forgiveness,
I wouldn’t even move an inch.
I get buckets and buckets of grace everyday,
I can spare more than a crumb.
If people don’t have Jesus,
It’s not like they can escape their brokenness anyways,
It’s punishment enough to remain unsatisfied,
So how would I be helping anything?
The better choice is not to ignore it,
But to intentionally lavish others with forgiveness,
To pray for them on the regular,
And to hope that if the day comes,
I’d have something good to say.