[stepping of a cliff…]
I did it.
I did something I should’ve done a long time ago.
Granted, it was through a text message.
It still cost me a lot (not in the money sense.)
It cost me my pride.
It cost me my self-righteousness.
It cost me my safe comfortable life.
Hitting “Send” for that text message was like stepping off a cliff.
And you don’t know what’s beyond that cliff – will you plummet towards the valley below or will you find solid ground beneath your feet?
I have no idea what the result will be.
I made the first step and raised my hands up in surrender.
Will it be accepted or rejected… I don’t know.
All I know is I could no longer pray “…and forgive us our sins like we forgive those who sin against us” and mean it.
And I wanted to mean it.
I am tired of living with this burden hanging like a millstone around my neck.
It was scary… yet it was freeing too.
My part is done. What will the other party say?