This Wednesday Word No. 91, on this International Women’s Day, comes from the mind of English novelist and poet Charlotte Brontë. This particular passage comes from perhaps her best known work, “Jane Eyre,” and is all about letting go of wrongs. Last week, the first lady at my church shared a message on silence and solitude and challenged us to spend 30 minutes alone and quiet with God. Admittedly, it was a challenge to keep my mind on Him. And it didn’t help that I chose to practice silence and solitude while driving in morning rush-hour traffic. Several times, my thoughts were interrupted by people acting a plum fool out on the highways and byways, and how they were breaking the rules of the road and how they needed to be taught a lesson. Petty, I know. But LA traffic has a certain way of getting your blood boiling. And then more seriously, what came to mind during that quiet, alone time were some lingering challenges I’m facing. Not sure how to say it without getting into the nitty gritty, but I’m dealing with the aftermath of emotional harm from a certain relative. Honestly, it’s taxing to constantly be on the receiving end of ill will and then be expected to be the bigger person. It’s easier said than done, but I have to move past replaying the hurt and stewing over those events. For my sanity, I can’t spend time keeping score of all the times I’ve been wronged. Life is certainly too short to be holding on to some nonsense. I choose to forgive. Not for anyone else, but for me. Friends, I hope you can do the same. Let’s let go of the drama so we can live our best lives!
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