God called us to forgive, each and everyone who did unjust and hurt us, but I couldn't. For many months, there was a burning flame in my heart that I couldn't and wouldn't want to douse. Vengeance ruled my heart and mind. That each day, I wrestled with the desire to seek revenge.
Why God allowed such unjust happen to those who love Him? Why He put us through such pain and misery, picking up the pieces, while those who did wrong sweep their dirt under the carpet and live each day joyful and free? I was bitter. I turned my face away from God.
The story should end here but no, I cannot deny how God pursued me. Relentlessly. God is strange. His wisdom is something we cannot comprehend. And tonight, these words burn deep. Now, someone give me a fire hose.