Life Everlasting
Some ten years ago I felt compelled to write to a former dear friend of mine about a wrong that I had done to him over twenty years ago. I knew at the time of the action that what I was doing was wrong but in my youthful arrogance I ignored my better judgment and behaved in a manner that I knew was wrong. My letter to my friend was humbling to write and heart-felt in content. I did more than say “I’m sorry” I asked for his forgiveness.
My friend was very gracious. He promptly wrote back and communicated the he held no ill will and that, indeed, he had forgiven me. Of course, I was relieved. But then he said something that I have considered and reconsidered ever since. He said he was “so pleased to know that the real Greg, the kind, caring Greg was back.” I was intrigued by his comment because although I had certainly behaved in a manner that I deemed as wrong I knew the “real Greg” had never left. The real Greg had been present at all times regardless of the behavior I demonstrated. Even in the midst of my regretful actions the “kind, caring Greg” was there, observing. Continue reading »
