When someone hurts me, I promptly forget it and move on. I am worthy of a life free from hatred and resentment. My life abounds in grace and mercy.
When I make a mistake, I love forgiveness. The sensation of receiving a second chance is sweeter than honey. I treat people in ways that I would want to be treated; so, I provide those who hurt me with a second chance.
Persistent offenses cloud my vision like a winter haze. If I let go of the past, the light of forgiveness disperses the fog and clears my point of view. As an alternative to putting people under a critical microscope, I can relish the friendship.
I prefer to see the best in the people around me and believe it is good within them. Regardless of what a person previously did to me, I free my mind to them with no objections.
If I have anxiety moving past an offense and handling the individual with grace, I shift my point of view. I strive to see them the way their loved ones see them and the way they see themselves so that I can understand and appreciate them.
I pray for people who hurt me. It is tough to stay mad at someone for whom I pray. Praying is an unselfish act. Prayer stirs good feelings inside and causes me to be concerned for others.
Today, I decide to guard the garden of my heart with a watchful eye. I prevent new offenses from taking root and growing like weeds. Overlooking offenses keeps my garden looking beautiful!
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