There's probably someone in your circle that you're not exactly fond of.
I had that person. In fact, he occupied way too much space, rent free mind you, in my head.
A sarcastic comment here, a perceived slight there. After a while, it piled up into a full-fledged resentment.
And then something tragic happened to this man and suddenly, my bitterness seemed ridiculous. (And yes, it should have been obvious long ago that I wasn't supposed to take offense).
I reached out to this person and told him how sorry I was for his loss. And that if there was anything that I could do to help, to let me know.
And I meant it.
If there's ever any question on forgiveness and whether we should do it, Jesus made it pretty clear.
He wiped out our rap sheet on the cross. We're supposed to forgive.
The minute I sent out my text, something amazing happened.
Everything--the sky, my table, my coffee, my hair--it all suddenly filled with tiny, white, fuzzy cottonwood flowers. The flowers danced and circled around me for what seemed like forever.
It was as if God had sent His approval in the most magnificent way. The delightful shower lasted at least 10 minutes--long enough for my friend to pull up and see the spectacle. I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that God was pleased.
I'm not sure how my friend felt about the encouragement that I sent him, but we've gotten along famously ever since.
And that space in my head? I'd love to tell you that I'll never have another resentment again, but that would be a lie.
What I can tell you is that for now, there's a 'no vacancy' sign in full view.