Today, I was reminded of something profound. After eight long months, I crossed paths with the one who betrayed me in the worst way humanly possible. The person whose actions wounded me deeper than I ever thought possible. And yet, as I stood there, I realized that if I did not greet her first, she would once again make every effort to make me the enemy, as if silence could justify the distance. She would let me look like the cold one, the one unwilling to bridge the gap.
But in that moment, I discovered something far greater than my anger, my love for GOD. For when you love GOD, you learn to rise above the pettiness of human grudges. You learn that forgiveness is not weakness, but strength. That offering a greeting is not about who is right or wrong, but about who carries more light in their heart.
Today, I understood that no human, no matter how deeply they wound me, is worth dimming my soul for. My anger is barely anything compared to the vastness of my love for GOD. And in that truth, I walked away not feeling defeated, but victorious, for I chose GOD over my hurt. I proved to myself that my love for God is far greater than my anger at a mere human and their actions.
