In my book, And God Still Loves Me – A Journey from the Dark Abyss of Sin to God’s Mercy, I discuss one particular incident that haunted me for over thirty years: I was, as usual, drunk at a local bar and agreed to meet a man after closing to get "more acquainted". Unbeknownst to me, he invited a few of his friends … enough said. I never reported it, figuring it was my fault. I blocked out the incident for a while, but images began flashing through my mind. Reliving the painful and humiliating experience placed me on a perilous path of self-destruction and further away from God.
Expelling resentment from the heart makes room for hope and serenity. Most importantly, it bridges the gap between us and a loving, compassionate and merciful God.