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I love that this is a bee-eater. When I was a little girl, my parents were eager but terrible bird-watchers. The best identification they ever made was a dead purple-spotted bee-eater, because it was so perfect and still, and its colours could be inspected. I've always loved and envied birds.
Forgiveness is a decision. We decide to cut off the bitter root and plant a seed of love. We cannot blame ourselves if it does not grow; sometimes the other party has poisoned the soil too much. But we must keep the bitter roots cut and plant more and more seeds of love. Forgiveness begins when we make that choice; long before we see the results.
Need to remember this-------it's hard to remember when you have your head slammed into a wall over and over during a long weekend away, by a drunk who's arrogant, narcissistic, and thinks a good life is drinking a 12 pack of beer and smoking a pack of cigs every day!!! Some GREAT life, huh???