Showing posts with label forgive freely. Show all posts
Showing posts with label forgive freely. Show all posts

Thursday, April 26, 2012

…my greatest challenge (from A Sinner’s Soul)


A Sinner's Soul

"Embracing my WHO I AM"

©2012. Erin Adams-Phillips. Erin’s Echo. All rights reserved.

I can be pretty damn convincing if I must say so myself. I’m a forced to be reckoned with. I laugh because I know many people don’t know the meaning of that idiom; therefore, they will NOT get the symbolism of its verbiage in this paragraph. Confused? Confused not; it is fairly simple. We, as humans, spend so much time trying to convince other people who we are…who we are not…what we believe…what we believe not…what we fear…what we fear not…what we love…what we love not…that it becomes a phase…a game. Who are we really trying to convince; others or self?

I am no angel. I am no saint. I am an ordinary person living in an everyday world full of temptation and sin. I fall short. I fail. I hurt people. I hurt. I heal. I forget. I forgive…yet; my greatest challenge is forgiving myself! 

I have beliefs…really; I do. That is no joke. I believe in being loyal. Being loyal is essential for me…it is not a choice…I am either with you or I am not. Sunday through Saturday. No certain days of the week. No special days…no holidays. There is no in between with me. I like you or I do NOT! I love you or I do NOT! I care or I care NOT! I’m loyal or I’m your worst enemy. Point blank. Period. Once I am betrayed, I find it easier to forgive the betrayer than to forgive myself for allowing myself to feel…love…be a friend…a mentor…whatever position it may be…forgiving me is my greatest challenge.

How many of you can relate to this? We give more to others (time, money, attention, support) than we do to self. We treat strangers better than we do family and self. We allow others to take (money, time, dignity, pride) more than they refuse to give and at the end of the day, we try to humble ourselves and tell ourselves “it isn’t their fault”…we forgive them. We own their errors and we bring upon ourselves unnecessary conflict. Emotional distress. Second-guessing self. Taking on burdens that don’t belong to self! Contradiction or conflict? 

Revolution or revelation? All of the above? 

Complicated simplicity…painfully beautiful!

Why is it so easy to forgive others and not me? 

Why am I so hard on me? 

Does the lack of self-forgiving mean that I believe that there is no such thing as a mistake; that in any event, I am a willing participant and deserve whatever hurt…whatever harm…whatever treatment comes my way? No matter how rude the awakening…regardless how unpleasant the hurt may be; that I must learn from my faults and suffer... “I made my own bed”; right? 

Wrong! 

Absolutely, positively WRONG! It means I’m a sinner with a soul. A sinner with a conscious. A sinner with a heart. I’m destined to bring hurt upon myself. It is natural to set goals I will not accomplish. It is a human-conditioned thought that I can always be a better me. It is NATURAL. 

So why is it such a challenge to forgive myself if all of this is “natural”?

“Self forgiveness is the process of restoring your directive will and to understand how you participate in reality and what you allow reality to become due to your participation and the patterns you allow ~Bernard Poolman~

Self-forgiveness is a selfless act. It is the art of self-awareness…self-acceptance…self-love. It is very anti-egotistical. 

Really, Erin, just write it so everyone can understand it!

It is so hard for me to forgive myself because forgiving myself means that I must accept EVERYTHING about me…my past…my flaws…my strengths…my weaknesses. I must become emotionally intimate with myself…it is acknowledging all the things I do not want to be true in my life! It is a rare form of self-spiritual intimacy. 

Taking the good with the bad; self-revelation.  Accepting that what I do does not make me who I am, but who I am makes me abstain from things I should not do…in essence, self-forgiveness is cleaning the soul of a sinner or remaining selfish in a fool’s paradise. 

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Saturday, July 30, 2011

…the art of forgiving—how far does “sorry” really go?

© Erin Adams-Phillips


Forgiveness is one of the biggest acts of kindness and love gifted to mankind. Being created in the image of God, His word commands us to “Continue putting up with one another and forgiving one another freely if anyone has a cause for complaint against another”.(Col. 3:13). However, in my blog published July 9, 2011 “never changing”, I stated, we cannot forgive as God forgives. He forgives freely. 


So, do I believe in forgiveness? Yes; and I have forgiven. I have been forgiven. Freely? You tell me. I have a personal motto on forgiveness, “I forgive! I forget! Yet, I never forget what I have  forgiven!” Why is that? I’m human. My heart is designed to only take so much of the same from the same because of the same. I think the best way to explain what I just wrote is by quoting one of my literary favorites, Ms. Ntozake Shang (1975), 


one thing i don’t need is any more apologies…i got sorry greetin me at my front door…you can keep yrs…i don’t know what to do wit em…they dont open doors…or bring the sun back…they dont make me happy…or get a mornin paper…didnt nobody stop usin my tears to wash cars…cuz a sorry” (from for colored girls ).


Sorry is like a tomato. It can be dressed up with almost any food/fault…admired by farmers who grow them in their garden…eaten by little kids as the juices escapes the corners of their innocent mouths…confused by the ones who don’t know that a tomato is actually a fruit and not a vegetable (shhh…that is a well-kept culinary and botanical secret). 


When a celebrity makes an off-the-wall, heartfelt comment that is labeled racist, they come with the public apology, “I’m sorry!” When your child’s teacher lectures them with some assbackwards, backwooded, unprofessional lecture that ends in a threat and your child tells you and you go to the school, you get, “I’m sorry!” When your teen breaks curfew or spouse gets caught in a lie, “I’m sorry!” 


Once you hear the overused phrase, “I’m sorry!” so much, it pretty much loses its sincerity and you think, “You damn sure are…SORRY!” 

Why are apologies so important, yet unimportant? Your feelings can only be hurt…your heart can only be broken…by someone you love…someone you admire…and ironically, someone you are willing to forgive.


If a person doesn’t care if you are a can of paint or can of soda, you cannot emotionally hurt them. Your words are like rubber and bounce right off them.  That is why it is very important to be careful with your words. Words can and words do hurt. BADLY. Make wise choices in your actions. Your actions reflect on those you love…your parents…spouse…children…siblings. No matter how many “sorrys” you say, you cannot take those words nor those actions back. No matter how many times you hear, “I forgive you”, somewhere in your mind you know you have not been forgiven freely, because you know you have not forgiven freely. You know you are tired of accepting everybody’s and anybody’s sorry! Think before you speak. Think before you act. You may just save yourself a lonely trip down Sorry Boulevard.


i cant get to the clothes in my closet for alla the sorries…i’m gonna tack a sign to my door…leave a message by the phone…‘if you called to say yr sorry…call somebody else…i dont use em anymore’…i let sorry/ didnt meanta/ & how could i know about that…take a walk down a dark & musty street in Brooklyn…i’m gonna do exactly what i want to & i wont be sorry for none of it…letta sorry soothe yr soul/ i’m gonna soothe mine” (from for colored girls, Shang, 1975).