Sunday, November 6, 2016

Pride goeth before the fall.

I absolutely struggle with forgiveness.  I am very good at holding a grudge while my husband never, ever holds a grudge.  It sometimes drives me crazy!  He's the oldest of six kids born within seven years, but he's the only one who's active.  His siblings make some pretty awful choices and can be very nasty.  There are things that happened years and years ago that I still hold onto in the back of my head, yet my husband can forget something they said or did a week ago.  Another example is someone at church who wronged our family in a way that hurt our children.  She still won't acknowledge me, but my husband will go out of his way to say hello to her.  It used to drive me nuts.  "You should be mad at her!  You shouldn't be nice to her!"  I felt as though she would think he felt differently than I did and that somehow mattered, but it was pride getting in my way.  My husband knows exactly what she did and feels the same way I do, but he's able to let go of it to at least be cordial.  

We once played The Newlywed Game with a group of friends and one of the questions was about what annoys you most about your husband.  Everyone else said snoring except for one woman who said she hates that her husband leaves dishes in the sink to soak overnight.  When it got to me, Berek said, "I know what she'll say!  She'll say I'm too nice!"  Sure enough, my card said he was too kind and forgiving...which is a silly thing to complain about, HA!  That was the first time he ever (jokingly) asked if I felt that perhaps I was a beneficiary of his kind and forgiving nature.  OOPS!  I wish I could be as humble as he is!

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