"Fuhgeddaboudit"

Hatred stirreth up strifes: but love covereth all sins. Proverbs 10:12

Tomorrow night (tonight, for you morning readers) is my ten-year high school reunion. On the one hand, it doesn't seem real that I've been out of high school for over a decade now; and on the other, it seems like forever ago, and pulling out memories takes more effort than I'd expected. For some people, though, those memories are still very close to the surface. And for many of those, they are memories of hurts that are still there like fresh wounds. Now, I well know that teenagers can be a cruel, harsh lot; but if ten, fifteen, twenty years later you're still carrying around the hurts from high school...you need to let that go. We're called to be a people of love, and love looses the old offences. Let's not be the sort of persons who revels in dredging up past conflicts and fans the old pains into infernos of hatered and bitterness--that will hurt you far more than your antagonist. Let's be the ones who say, "Ya know what, forget about it," throws dirt on it, and moves on with life a happier and healthier person.