Our priesthood lesson yesterday was on forgiveness.

I was reminded of the poem, Forgiveness Flour.  When I googled “forgiveness flour,” I was quite surprised to find that I already did this post over two years ago.

About the poem, I definitely identify with the author, carefully clinging to that which I should freely give.  I need to learn to be more generous and anxious to give and to love unconditionally.

As I read what I wrote then, I wish I could feel like I have improved or developed or progressed in this ability, but I’m really not sure that that is the case.

 

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