Either way, the point I wanted to make today, seeing as it is still Lent, is the art of what a Sorry means. My brother-in-law made a really good point about it. He said look at the great plate in my hands, and then drop it on the floor (he's a teacher, this is a student lesson, consider yourself my student). What happens when you drop the plate? It shatters, and can't be put back together without showing some marks. It's always going to have those marks. Same with a sheet of paper....look at a plain peice of paper...now crinkle it up. Done? Straighten it out now....does it look exactly like it did before? No, it is left with scars and marks that can't be removed.
My point with both of those examples is that once something is hurt or broken, it can not be fixed. Sorry doesn't make the plate put itself back together, and make the paper flat again. Sorry's don't fix things. They may temporarily alleviate the situation, but never truly fix it. You'll always know the pain of why that sorry was needed. I'm at a point in my life where I'm tired of sorry. I'm tired of hearing "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that". That doesn't make it better, if anything it makes me more upset because it means you did hurt me, and I will forgive you because it's the person I am, but I won't forget it.
I don't know why this point was important to me (well I do, but doesn't need to be public), but I think it's a lesson we could all take something from. Sorry doesn't fix things. Sorry doesn't heal wounds. Sorry is a temporary glue that will make you feel better for a second, and then could potentially fall apart again. I challenge you all to try and not do things to hurt people so that "Sorry's" are not necessary. I don't feel like writing a longer blog today, and maybe later today I will write some more, but for now, I'm signing off and starting my Monday Morning.
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