I waited in a drive-through line at the post office. Though it was Valentine’s Day, I felt no love at the moment for my mom. A day earlier, we had argued. Now, I signed my name to a card I had bought out of obligation. Why should I be the one to apologize?
Soon, the women in front of me began honking at a man who was walking in front of her car. When the women realized that the man was elderly, his hands brimming with valentines, she got out of her car and hugged him. Ever so slowly, I rolled down my car window, curious about what would happen next. I heard the woman say: “I’m so sorry.”
Through my windshield, I watched as these two strangers illustrated the power of forgiveness. Now, I was just one car from the mailbox. I quickly re-opened my mother’s card and wrote: “I’m sorry—I love you mom.”
This Lent, consider sending a card of forgiveness. Ask God to help you write just the right words. If you feel so inspired, try signing your name with love.
You never know what might happen.