About Forgiveness...

To err is human.  To forgive is divine.  It sounds cliche, but there is wisdom in those words.  Besides being the last day we eat dairy for a while, this past Sunday was what we call "Forgiveness Sunday."  In some Orthodox churches, every person asks forgiveness of every other person in the church.  It works like this:  one person goes to the front of the church and then each person files by until there is a long line of people from which the very last person asks forgivness.  In our current church, we only approach those whom we feel we may have offended.  From a purely logical point of view, the latter seems to make more sense.  However, we are often so blind to the consequences of our actions that I fear we more than likely offend more people than we think we do.

So, since I did not make it to church this past Sunday, in this post I would like to attempt to purge myself of some of the guilt associated with the wrongdoings I know I have committed this year. 

If I have said anything that has hurt you, it is because I spoke without thinking and I'm sorry.  I never would want to intentionally hurt anyone.  There is enough pain inherent with living in this world without my adding to it by means of an unbridled tongue. 

If I have done anything that has upset, offended, or irritated you, I pray that I will be more sensitive to your feelings so that it will not happen again, and sincerely ask your forgiveness. 

This includes my family, friends, and even my blog-readers whom I have not had the privilege of meeting face-to-face.    

Eating-wise, today was a disaster for me.  I had a good enough breakfast - steel cut oats with a bit of raw sugar and some tea.  But the day plummetted after that.  I ran some errands and grabbed a nonfat chai from Starbucks (still not too bad, but certainly not a proper lunch).  But dinner is where I really blew it.  I went to a parents' baseball meeting at the High School that I thought would end no later than 8:00, after which I planned to eat some Chinese vegetables at my favorite local restaurant.  Instead, because I got out of the meeting closer to 9:15 and was starving, I ate the easiest thing I could get my hands on -  a Chik Fil A sandwich and some lemonade.  This is a classic example of putting a bad day behind you and getting back on track again tomorrow, which I will - I promise.  Ahhh...That other thing they say is true too, you know:  confession is indeed good for the soul.

Happy and healthy eating to you all!