It has been almost 4 months since we last spoken a word to one another. We have finally broke the silence, although it was a little awkward initially when I asked if she still wanted dinner. My sister was in the kitchen when I was grabbing my food and there were still some kind of tension because I didn't know if I should speak to her, but God gave me the strength to do it, to ask just a simple question that ended the cold war. I'm thankful to God, because that has been my prayer for the past months, that our relationship may be restored. God has given me opportunities, and finally I grabbed it. He had been putting this matter into my heart since that Saturday, at that moment I was buying the donuts. When she responded to my question, tears were just starting to form in my eyes. It was a kind of joy that I couldn't explain. At that moment, I knew what forgiveness really meant. My sister even offered me the soup that she cooked. It was awkward, but it was worth it...I'm thankful, that now I may go for my training with one lesser burden in my heart.
You forgive, You heal, You restore...
