“I Forgive”

“Okay, God, I forgive my father.” Sexual abuse at a young age had left serious consequences–anxiety, distrust, debilitating fears, and intrusive memories of the abuse. The abuse had also contributed to severe mental illness. At the time I said those words, I’d  just gotten out of the hospital from my second inpatient stay.

Diagnosed manic-depressive, I was more depressed than manic after recovery from the out-of-contact-with-reality delusions that had put me in a locked ward with injections of anti-psychotic medication. I was in my mid-twenties then, thirty-five years ago.

I hated my father. Forgiveness wasn’t on my agenda.

However, I’d read the Matthew 18 parable that Jesus tells of the unforgiving steward who gets thrown into a torturer’s den because he, having been forgiven, did not forgive. I grasped that my emotional turmoil was a torturer’s den. And it was related, not just to genetic susceptibility and the abuse, but also to my own unforgiveness.

So, in faith, with gritted teeth, I said the words, to God: “Yes, I forgive.” Immediately, an ugly flashback, with deep feelings of revulsion. “No! I have forgiven him. Today, this day, from now on, he is forgiven. The debt is canceled. Yes, he owes me immensely. He damaged my life. It is, in one sense, unforgiveable. And yet, by grace, I will forgive. I will no longer seek revenge. I will surrender hatred. I will rely on God’s power to keep that debt canceled.”

No Debt Pictures, Images and PhotosWhen I took the step of canceling my father’s debt, I didn’t know much about the process of forgiveness. I just knew my own heart’s conviction.

For me, this step of cancelling the debt came second, right after identifying the sin. It was only later that I began to identify and feel my feelings and develop empathy for my father.

That process of emotional forgiveness took ten years.

But the decision to forgive was recorded in God’s books the day I said the words.

Whether you cancel the debt you are owed at the beginning or in the middle of the process, saying the words “I forgive X, for doing Y” is the center of the challenge of forgiving those who have sinned against us. And, I am convinced, my current mental health (no medications for past thirty-three years) and my ability to be a psychotherapist began with those simple, yet powerful words. “I will forgive.”

Has God brought someone to mind whose debt you need to cancel? Are you willing to say the words, “God, I forgive ______ for ________” ?

Jesus, we are desperately in need to grace to cancel the debts others owe us. So many sins against us feel unforgivable.  Only you, who forgave your abusers from the cross, can understand and help. We need you. For your glory, Amen.

“She Did Her Best”

“My mother did the best she could. Grandma was hard and cruel to her. Mom wasn’t so bad to me. It could have been worse. I know I told you about that time she locked me in the closet and wouldn’t let me out for hours, but she only did that once. Her mother did it to her dozens of times. And Mom was mortified that she’d done it to me.” Thirty-eight year old “Annie” wiped away a tear as she thrust her feet forward, crossing her ankles. Her posture looked out of place with her stockbroker clothing–a white silk blouse under a gray suit.

“Yes, one instance of abuse, with heartfelt repentance, isn’t so traumatizing. But you often sound sarcastic, even bitter, when you discuss your upbringing. What’s that about?” I’d been seeing Annie (name and details changed) for several weeks for depression after a divorce.

Because we learn about relationships from our first relationships, we’d been discussing her childhood interactions with family, especially her sister and mother. We hadn’t yet talked about her father, whom she rarely saw. I got the feeling that, like the suit was a cover up for her ample body, her sarcasm (i.e., anger) was a cover up for more painful feelings.

I suspected she felt neglected by her mom and taunted by her sister, but she wasn’t ready to admit, much less feel, those feelings. She had not yet owned her childhood losses. And I knew something she had not yet grasped. She would never be emotionally free until she began at the beginning.

steps Pictures, Images and PhotosAnnie wanted to begin at step four, empathy.  I’ve been talking, in the last few posts, about the process of forgiveness. We identify the sin, we identify the emotions, we feel the sadness, fear, and anger. Then (or concurrently) we work on understanding the reasons for the other person’s sin. We pray for empathy for what provoked their sin. There are no excuses for sin, but there are reasons.

Many times, like Annie, we Christians make step four step one. Without ever exploring our own emotional reality, we say, “She was just doing the best she could.”

Emotionally real empathy is putting ourselves in the other person’s place. It’s feeling what they felt. Empathy comes from learning about the other person’s history. Empathy comes when we pray for understanding of what they have suffered.

The trick is, “She did her best,” needs to come after “I hate her. (No, that’s probably not too strong, if the trauma is intense.)” It’s both/and. We own our own hurt and pain. And we empathize with the other person’s pain. Yes, very challenging. But if we want peace, this is the process.

Jesus, this process takes all we have, and more. Show us what our next steps are. For your glory and the peace you’ve promised. Amen. 

God Mourned

“Of course I forgive her. She’s my mother. She was doing the best she could. You should hear what grandpa did to her!” “Carly” (a composite client) had just told me how her mother had beaten her. With very little emotion, she’d reported how her mom had used sticks, rulers, and bare hands on her legs, her bottom, and sometimes her face. I hadn’t asked about forgiveness. She’d volunteered that.

“I’m glad to hear you say you forgive her because God calls us to forgiveness for our own good. And yet, I think there’s more you need to explore. Can you talk about what it was like for you at six?” I smiled at her. I’d been seeing her for three months, but this was the first time she’d discussed her childhood. She’d come in for therapy because she couldn’t hold a job.

A tear fell from her left eye before she turned to stare out the window. “It was hell. I was afraid to go home after school. I didn’t know what kind of mood she’d be in. I remember one day. I thought she was okay. We were making muffins together for dinner.  I was excited about something or other and spilled the batter. She slapped me in the face.  I never baked with her again.”

Gently, I asked a few more questions, but that was all. Carly wasn’t ready. And she didn’t come back. I’ve never seen her again but when something reminds me of her, I ask Jesus to give her courage and comfort.

Forgiveness is more than saying the words, “I forgive her.” I believe Carly did forgive her mom, as far as she knew at that time. And yet, she needed to explore much more of her pain. And each level of pain requires its own extending of forgiveness.

jesus on cross Pictures, Images and PhotosWhen “forgiveness” is used as a way to short-circuit the process of mourning the losses, it becomes less than God intends. When God forgave our sins, he felt the pain. On the cross, in Jesus, God mourned.

He felt the pain of all our rejection, indifference, and spurning of his affection. Only then was the forgiveness complete. Our forgiveness is complete when we follow his example.

Where are you in your forgiveness processes? What’s the next step?

Father, we need your courage and comfort to forgive. Work out your wholeness in us. For your glory.