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one of the most difficult things to do is forgive, forgiving those who hurt us and most difficult forgiving ourselves. We are human, pain is part of life, but when pain is inflicted by someone or is causes by ourselves we find it hard to let go, to forgive.
When you forgive you not just letting go of the hold you have over the person, but you let go of the hold the person has over you. Most times the person who hurts you, doesn't even care or acknowledge your exist, they move on with their lives like nothing ever happened, while you can not sleep, thinking about the person, thinking about the incident. There are two powers that have a hold of you, the power of ther person who hurt you and the incident its self. You need to let go, forgive and move forward.

You will be stuck in one place in your life, not being able to reach your full potential because this is eating you inside. One of biggest problems comes when you forgive and don't forget, there is a reason when God forgives us our sins He wipes them out, it is so He has no record in His books and His mind, so He can not judge us with our past, but rather what we have  done then and there. This is the same principle we need to apply our forgiveness journey. It is a healing process, that dose not take a day or two, it takes time, but you need to take the first step and speak the words confessing your forgiveness over the people who have hurt you the most. You need to to open the path to your future with no thorns left on it.

The most difficult forgiveness is forgiveness of ones self. What ever you blame yourself for, true or not, you need to leg go and let God take over. Whatever you did to someone or to yourself, you have been forgiven in heaven, so you can let go of it. Pain stands a stumbling block in our path and the more we blame or selves for thing that have happened in our lives in the lives of others, we stop ourselves from going forward, we hold back the people we have hurt as well. The most impotent thing is to ask for forgiveness from those we have hurt, God and then ourselves.

Live the life you where ordained to live, do not let regret and anger hold you back.

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