A little boy was sitting on a park bench in obvious pain. A man walking by asked him what was wrong. The young boy said, "I'm sitting on a bumble bee." The man urgently asked, "Then why don't you get up?" The boy replied, "Because I figure I'm hurting him more than he is hurting me!"
How many of us handle forgiveness like this little boy? We endure
pain for the sadistic satisfaction of believing we are hurting our offender more
than he is hurting us. When we get off the bench of unforgiveness both parties can
begin to realize relief from their pain.