Do you know what it is like to lie supine and cry, how the hot tears trickle into your ears and make them all itchy? Well, I was having one of those tears-in-the-ears moments recently, mentally recounting a wrong that had been done to me. Clearly, I had been wronged. Wait. Change that to: clearly, I had been very, very, very wronged. Each time I reviewed the situation I strung another very to my necklace of grievance.
“Help me, babe,” I cried to my husband. “I hate being this way. Bitterness is clinging to my soul.”
“Bitterness does not cling,” the wise man quietly replied.
Those four words arrested me. Bitterness Does Not Cling.
Bitterness is the bowl. A bowl is incapable of clinging; it cannot attach itself to you. I was the cling-on. I had got a firm grip on the bowl of bitterness and I was not letting go. Wow.
“So how do I stop clinging to bitterness?” I asked.
“Just Stop It.”
“Just stop it – just like that?”
“Quit clinging to your bitterness, Carol. Let It Go.”
Bitterness has no adhesive abilities. It has no grip on me. If I can remember this, it will change my life.
Bitterness is not plastic wrap.
as we forgive those who trespass against us.