And sometimes it's a hard choice I only make because the Lord told me I had to forgive.
I have friends. A few, but friends none the less. I expect them to treat me as I treat/would treat them. Sometimes they fail miserably at it. Mostly I'm okay with it but when someone doesn't do what they said they'd do because they're more concerned with what someone else thinks about me - the one you're supposed to be friends with - well it's hard for me to think about remaining friends.
That was some kind of long, drawn out, run-on sentence.
The thing is I'm going to forgive this friend for failing so miserably. I've screwed up before (although not in this particular arena of friendship) and with my very best friend who, I might add, remained my best friend until she died (4 months after my screw up). I just don't know how much farther I'm willing to go with this friendship.
Now I have to figure out where the line is between forgiveness and trust. Because it's going to take some time to trust this person's word again.
Sometimes my disguise is not very good. Sometimes I don't want to be an adult. I'd rather stomp and scream and quit this friendship. But I won't.