I was sharing with a group of ladies yesterday on forgiveness. I talked about how God commands us to forgive and that we need to forgive in order to live in freedom. I mentioned that we don’t always feel like forgiving but that when we choose to do it, eventually, our feelings will follow suit. After all, God never asked us to feel like forgiving. Fast forward a couple of hours and I am driving my five-year old, Seth, home from PreK. He begins to talk my ear off like he usually does. He tells me that he told his class about the deer he drew with his Dad and how he explained to them that boy deers have horns and girl deers don’t. Then, he brought up two separate incidents that happened to him over the last few days with some friends. I talked to him about forgiving them and that he didn’t want to stay mad because it would not be fun and he wouldn’t like it. Not only that, but God wants us to forgive people. “I will stay mad,” he said. “I will not forgive unless they say they are sorry.” Boy, we’ve got a long way to go. Y’all pray for us, mkay?