Sunday, December 28, 2008, 07:45 AM EST [
General]
One of my meditations this morning was on forgiveness....here is the wording that really struck me as I read it:
God knows no one is perfect. That’s what Christmas is all about. Jesus was born so that he could repair our broken relationship with our heavenly Father, and he gives us the same power to repair our relationships with our earthly fathers. By calling on his Spirit, we can begin to forgive—if we just take it one day at a time!
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One of the most difficult tasks I have had to face in sobriety is that of forgiving. I was raised in horrific abuse that came mostly from my father. Yet, I grew up loving him as well as hating him. A terribly mixed up relationship. And I drew more terribly mixed up relationships into my life. Love/hate relationships with further abuse.
I no longer 'blame' my earthly father for his illness. He had the disease of alcoholism and I also believe he was mentally ill. He did not choose those any more than I have. They were passed to him...along with the abuse...through the generations. However, it has been my opportunity to learn a different way than my father ever knew. I have AA and the steps...I don't have to repeat the cycle of alcoholism or of abuse. The insanity has stopped.
I have a good life today. I have a good relationship with most of my family, and a host of wonderful friends. I am blessed beyond anything my father ever knew.
I can look back and feel sorrow for him now...for all the anguish he must have suffered. A love/hate relationship with him is no longer required. I can feel free just to love him now as the flawed human being he was. He is no longer the monster who attacked me in the night, and expected adult things no child should ever have to endure.
I feel at peace with my past. The horrible memories are up and out now, and they have been properly grieved.
It has taken time to 'get over' what happened to me because it was truly never over. Not until I knew what had happened...and what happened was stored away in the corners of my mind...not readily accessable to me. All that crap in the corners kept me drunk for twenty years. All the crap in the corners kept me on the edge of existence for twenty three more years in sobriety! The deeper the pile of 'stuff' there is to sort...the slower the progress...I think. I was buried in painful memories to excise.
I feel like in the past few months my bondage from the past has been broken. That process did not come without a great deal of pain, and the shedding of many tears.
However, that process did come! God will never stop working with us...one day at a time...for however long it takes to heal.
I am no longer upset that it took a while for me. Slow and steady wins the race. I have come to appreciate that saying a whole lot. Monster memories can only be healed a bite at a time.
Forgiveness...God has granted it to me. I couldn't get there on my own...but with God all things are possible. I am more whole every day. I have more freedom with each passing moment.
God is my father now, and I know I can never be disappointed in Him or abused by Him. He has my best interest at heart.
Forgiving my father is in my best interest. He was a human being gone awry. But he was a human being. And he was very ill. The effects to me were devastating...but it's all ok today. I made it through the rain.
Love to all,
Charity