My Forgiveness Listਨਮੂਨਾ

Grace Over Revenge

I stood towering and strong before the prosecutor who unjustly sent me to prison for over seven years. The weight of those stolen years burned in my chest, urging me to unleash my fury. I could have let my anger consume him, and part of me felt it was my right. But my mother’s plea to forgive echoed in my mind, steadying my heart. Facing the man who’d wronged me, I spoke my pain, raw and unfiltered. To my surprise, he offered an apology, his voice trembling. Later, I returned, looked him in the eye, and said, “I forgive you.” Those words didn’t erase the injustice or the nights I lay awake in that cell, but they dismantled the anger that had chained me. Forgiving him wasn’t weakness; it was my choice to embrace grace over vengeance, to rise above the wrong rather than let it define me.

I’ve faced moments where betrayal or lies cut deep, where the urge to strike back felt like the only justice. We all have. Yet, forgiveness asks me to pause, to confront the hurt without letting it own me. I didn’t excuse what that prosecutor did; I chose to trust God’s justice over my own fists. It’s a hard road. My instincts scream for payback, but God calls me to something greater. Forgiveness doesn’t mean the wrong wasn’t real; it means I refuse to let it control me. When I let go, I hand the battle to God, who sees every tear I’ve shed and promises to right every wrong. Choosing grace over revenge isn’t surrender; it’s victory. It’s the freedom to step beyond the pain and live again, unshackled by the past, trusting Him to carry me forward.