The hardest math I have ever done was trigonometry. Calculus I was shockingly okay with, and my dad was a great tutor, so, though I hated most of my math (100% of my chemistry math), I got through it. I would walk away from a test and go, ‘we’ll that was the worst, but now it’s over.’ In truth, the hardest math we will ever do is very simple in calculation. 70×7. There is nothing harder than Jesus’s math. Your brain will work to grasp other math because it’s mental, but Jesus’s math hit every nerve. I have one sole person I would call an enemy. This person has hurt my family and myself many times in the past, and every time their name comes up, a little hatred seeps forward as I recall the past. Every time that happens, Jesus reminds me to forgive. It’s an old thought. Forgive for yourself not for the other person, but it is true. Forgiving them or hating them does not really affect them unless you are together often. But it changes you. Holding a grudge keeps you distant from God. Jesus knows what that person did to you and those you love, but He gets revenge for your pain, not you. It’s hard when that person repents and is forgiven by God, but if that does not happen, then God will pay them back for what they did to you. And if they repent, remind yourself that God Forgives you every time you repent. We must forgive and forgive again, It’s actually not fun ever, but when we forgive, we release ourselves and are free. Because unforgiveness holds you in bondage, not your enemies. 70×7. Hardest math you will ever do. But the most rewarding.
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I am a young woman who grew up in British Columbia. In BC was all I ever wanted; I had my poodle (Max) and all my friends, Saturdays at the Vancouver Aquarium and Sunday afternoons at one of my favorite beaches it was paradise. But God had a different plan for my life and my dad's job landed us in Alberta and now where I remain, in small town Souris Manitoba. The transitions from paradise to prairie were difficult and I will admit that now 10 years later I still refer to home as Abbotsford BC. Through this crazy pathway trek across Canada I have had one true constant, God; and though none of it was easy, everything that has happened in my life has formed in me a true lasting friendship with the one I call Immanuel. Because no matter how far from home we are God is with us, and thanks to God I have found an almost completely over looked beauty in Manitoba. If you open your eyes you will see that God has planted wondrous things everywhere you go. View all posts by carriedinthecross
