You know those moments when words come out of your mouth and you immediately wish you could blast them with some laser shooter so they disintegrate into nothingness before they reach the other person’s ears. Like in slow motion. (I have sons.) Yeah. I had one of those moments yesterday. And it’s so humbling. Because real life offers no word-laser-shooters.
A friend and I have a term for moving forward after messy moments, with added hand motions. Because sometimes the only thing left to do is just “turn the page.” (Now, literally, turn the invisible page.)
You royally mess up so you confess to God and communicate with that person you love, then you have to “turn the page.” You completely overreact or do the same thing you vowed to never do again so you cry and confess and cry some more and then…”turn the page.”
Because the enemy loves to keep us bogged down with yesterday’s mistakes. Our deceptive hearts too easily dwell upon regret and “should haves.” But we can’t go back. We can’t rewind. We can only press on under the great grace of our God.
But one thing I do: forgetting what lies behind and straining forward to what lies ahead, I press on toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.
We have a role in the moving forward. As much as depends upon us, we repent and reconcile and forgive and learn from the past, but the time comes when we have to take a deep breath and turn the page. Because all we have is today. And God has new mercies in which we can rest.
Fill me, Lord…
How do you move forward when regrets weigh you down?