Power of Jehovah with siblings and hurt

Never underestimate the wonder, the power of Jehovah. So true how when you throw all your worries and burdens upon him he will give you strength in areas you need to carry on. So much is like that today.

Just finished plummeting my mind into the various scriptures that would help me deal with the issues I had prepared to face. I knew, felt Jehovah had given me the strength I needed to get over this hurdle. Even more so he gave paragraphs in the Watchtower today that I prayed hard, a solo being would understand.
Never would I have understood, past Jehovah's way, that a response to my ordeal was pressed into the air. To this moment I thought I didn't know how I was to move in circles near or around certain ones. Yet I have done so before and was well prepared to do the same. I knew the respect was due but the trust. Oh I dared to be in fear of a man. Why?

Simple memories of my baggage I carry. The forgiveness  I had given one who struck me down many times. One who I held my head down and the same in who I didn't want to approach. Ah indeed I have learned just how much one can stand of fear from a man. Yet I kept going.

For now the anguish of the last two days made me feel the same as then. The anger spewed towards me, I forgave. The offense and the wall of harm projected I understood. I too had been there.  Yet you did not ask. You did not want to know my answers.

So I relinquished my obligation to you and did what was expected. My sincerity in the apology. I kept moving. I too changed.  Yet you don't know that. You didn't dig deep enough to have any right to judge me. Yet you did. And STILL I forgave you.

Perhaps that makes me weak, simple. Yet I do not like confrontation and I certainly don't like arguments. I had my fair share and then some. One day, some day you can ask again. Maybe if life, your choices allow you to remember our common bond, perhaps I will give an answer.

Still though I would rather be quiet, pass softly and be misunderstood than to be addressed as you have done. So here. I forgive you  just as I forgave my father, my sister and my ex husband all those years ago. I do the same for you. Not for you but for me to grow, for me to learn because I plan on being your sibling forever.

Like it. Love it. Or just walk away.