I'm sorry.
It's kind of a common phrase, but it can be powerful. Recently I had an experience with this phrase being very powerful.
About, oh, 9 or 10 months ago a friend and I became not so good friends. I did something that really hurt him. I tried saying sorry who knows how many times. He said I was okay and what not, but we never really became friends again. He was really bitter towards me throughout this whole entire school year. We never talked, hardly even said hello in the hallways. It was awkward, a lot people knew what happened between us and it was awkward talking about it, but something must have changed recently.
He texted me today with a long text saying he was sorry for the way he had treated me the last few months. You have no idea the impact it had on me. One of my goals was to try and sort things out with him before he left in July for his mission and lately I began to doubt that it would ever happen. I knew he didn't like me at all anymore but then this happened. I was really happy and it made my day so much better, in fact my whole senior year better in a way.
We talked for awhile and caught up on a lot of things. It was good to talk to him as a friend, nothing less and nothing more. He told me he was no longer bitter about anything that had happened between us. I asked him what changed. What had happened to make him no longer this way towards me? He simply said, "I finally realized how stupid I was being. It's not right of me to treat anyone that way . . . consider me a friend again." So that was the end of everything. We're friends.
It must have taken a lot to tell me this. He could have gone through life, shoved it out of him mind and not worry about it. But he wanted to make sure we became friends again and that he was forgiven. I admire him for that a lot.
In the end I think we both felt better. I felt like I really forgave him. A weight was lifted off of me, and I'm sure that's the way he feels. This is how it feels once you have truly forgiven someone, and they have forgiven you. I love it, it feels really good.
The power of I'm sorry in a situation like this and being sincere about it can have a large effect on so many things. It can mend scares, hearts, friendships, relationships, etc. So if there is something you need to say sorry for, say it. It may be hard but it is worth it in the end, and you'll feel ten times better.
"God is eagerly waiting for the chance to answer your prayers and fulfill your dreams, just as He always has. But He can't if you don't pray, and He can't if you don't dream. In short, He can't if you don't believe." Elder Jeffery R. Holland.
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Thursday, May 16, 2013
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As human beings we each have our own struggles, our own things we need to face, whether it be family problems, boy troubles, money troubles, stress, school, feeling horribly ugly feelings, we all face them.
Lately I have found that my struggles, as of late, are practically minor to a lot of people I know. I have come to feel pain for those who suffer. It's not the same pain as them. It's different, it's a lot different. I see people suffering and a lot of times I just wish I could run to them, fix everything for them, make them happy. But a lot of times I can't and it hurts. Weird I know. I feel so useless some days. A plate of cookies and a card with being a good friend is all I can do for them, I wish I could do so much more than that, because hurting stinks.
I, myself, have felt pain. Pain that makes me not want to get up in the mornings, not to do things, to be mean to others because I myself am in pain, I've wanted to do nothing. There were times when I felt like I couldn't go on because of one stupid thing, or a few words that slipped out from someones mouth. No one knew how I felt. No one has suffered the exactly same things that I have. No one has felt that hurt and pain and the uselessness and all the other negative emotions that I have felt. No one has been there to comfort me in my lowest moments of life. No one, except one. He has always been there for me even when I didn't think he was. He was the one that fueled me with the desire to keep going, He was the one that comforted me when no one else knew, or was there. He knew all those horrible moments, all my mistakes, all my pain; He's felt them all, He's experienced them all with me.
So this is for all those who are in a moment of suffering, even if it's something small, for those who see no light in a dark tunnel, no end to their suffering, no hope. There is one person who can take that all away from you, one person who can comfort you beyond the ability of someone else. He will take anything away no matter how small, no matter the matter. :) He's there with you through the thick and the thin. He loves you no matter what, and He will hear you no matter what. His love is infinite, it never wavers.
I don't talk much about my religion on here, and I wish I did it more often. But I'm part of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and I will never be ashamed of it. So in case you didn't get who I was talking about I'll tell you. He is my brother, my savior, my redeemer, He is Christ. I love Him with all my heart and that will never change. I hope that everyone who reads this post (I don't even know if anyone but a few of my friends and my family will read it) but I hope someone will find comfort if they need it.
A friend once said to me "Pray. That's all the advice I've got for you. Pour your heart out to the Lord, and he will help you. He's in control." He truly is. "When I life is too hard to stand; kneel." And it works, I've felt the power of prayer multiple times in my life, I can testify without hesitation that prayer is a wonderful device to help us. "He may not come when we call, but He will come on time."
Lately I have found that my struggles, as of late, are practically minor to a lot of people I know. I have come to feel pain for those who suffer. It's not the same pain as them. It's different, it's a lot different. I see people suffering and a lot of times I just wish I could run to them, fix everything for them, make them happy. But a lot of times I can't and it hurts. Weird I know. I feel so useless some days. A plate of cookies and a card with being a good friend is all I can do for them, I wish I could do so much more than that, because hurting stinks.
I, myself, have felt pain. Pain that makes me not want to get up in the mornings, not to do things, to be mean to others because I myself am in pain, I've wanted to do nothing. There were times when I felt like I couldn't go on because of one stupid thing, or a few words that slipped out from someones mouth. No one knew how I felt. No one has suffered the exactly same things that I have. No one has felt that hurt and pain and the uselessness and all the other negative emotions that I have felt. No one has been there to comfort me in my lowest moments of life. No one, except one. He has always been there for me even when I didn't think he was. He was the one that fueled me with the desire to keep going, He was the one that comforted me when no one else knew, or was there. He knew all those horrible moments, all my mistakes, all my pain; He's felt them all, He's experienced them all with me.
So this is for all those who are in a moment of suffering, even if it's something small, for those who see no light in a dark tunnel, no end to their suffering, no hope. There is one person who can take that all away from you, one person who can comfort you beyond the ability of someone else. He will take anything away no matter how small, no matter the matter. :) He's there with you through the thick and the thin. He loves you no matter what, and He will hear you no matter what. His love is infinite, it never wavers.
I don't talk much about my religion on here, and I wish I did it more often. But I'm part of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints, and I will never be ashamed of it. So in case you didn't get who I was talking about I'll tell you. He is my brother, my savior, my redeemer, He is Christ. I love Him with all my heart and that will never change. I hope that everyone who reads this post (I don't even know if anyone but a few of my friends and my family will read it) but I hope someone will find comfort if they need it.
A friend once said to me "Pray. That's all the advice I've got for you. Pour your heart out to the Lord, and he will help you. He's in control." He truly is. "When I life is too hard to stand; kneel." And it works, I've felt the power of prayer multiple times in my life, I can testify without hesitation that prayer is a wonderful device to help us. "He may not come when we call, but He will come on time."
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