Forgiveness requires time,
Healing occurs softly,
Scars remain as delicate reminders;
distant memories of what was before.
Dad, you have been on my mind so much lately. I wonder where you are and if you love me. I hope that you find forgiveness for yourself before you die and I pray that God is merciful. I want to see you so badly... want to look into your eyes one last time Dad and just see inside. I love you.
I just want you to know that I forgive, I am healed though the scars remain...
Forgiving you is where healing started. I made the choice to forgive you many years ago and sometimes daily make it once again. It is an ongoing thing for me... but since I have been forgiven by my Heavenly Father for so very much, I have no right to with-hold it from you. I therefore grant it freely. No dad, you do not deserve to be forgiven but then again, I didn't deserve God's forgiveness either... yet He gave it freely just as I grant mine to you. I guess that's what grace is... forgiveness though not deserved. I forgive you for everything dad...
God has taken all the pain away, I am healed. The bitterness and hate I once felt has been given to God, it is gone. It was nailed to a cross many years ago, so that I could put it down and find perfect and whole healing. Your actions no longer affect my life, I have broken free from the chains that bound me for most of my life. I can now move on... I was dead yet now I live. Healed ever so softly by a loving and gracious Father...
Scars remain and always will yet they are a delicate reminder of what God has done in my life. I am thankful for the scars Dad for they point to God every time I notice them within. Dad, the things you have done disfigured me, my heart and my very soul... for a long time these same scars haunted my thoughts, dreams, desires and hopes but just as with any scar, there is no more pain when they are touched...
Dad, I want you to know that I can go on with my life and I have put your abuse behind me. It no longer haunts or controls me. I won't pretend to understand how or why you could molest your own flesh and blood. It is simply beyond my imagination. I am happy dad despite all that you did. You can no longer hurt me for I have overcome...
Distant memories are no longer a plague. Know that when I re-visit my childhood, it no longer hurts. It took me so long to overcome the things you did but I also learned how to survive because of the things I suffered at your hand. In the end dad, it is I who wins... but I think the thought that torments me most is the thought of you not seeking God's forgiveness for the things you have done... I pray that you might know Him before you fade from this life... I love you dad and I want you to know that I have moved on, I forgive you...
To just see you once more... and tell you that I love you... before you go.
Your daughter,
Melissa





I felt this with you and I must say that forgiving someone is never an easy thing to do, but it is always the right thing to do for our own sakes... for that is when the true healing begins!






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