I am glad to forget.
As someone given to worry, I relish forgetfulness.
Worry is the opposite of forgetfulness. Worry is constant remembrance. It means attempting to control a situation through uninterrupted mindfulness. Worry passes caution and approaches obsession. Worry is torturous memory.
Of course, most people disdain forgetfulness. It is a vice, a woeful result of aging. But I practice forgetfulness. I have tried to be a better forgetter.
Forgetfulness for me means freedom.
I seek to forget former sins and past mistakes. I try not to replay my words and overanalyze my conversations. I try to avoid pulling up the faults of others. I want no record of wrongs, either way.
I want no undue concern for the past or future.
I want to be blissfully present.
Such forgetfulness may sound reckless, but it is not. Forgetfulness is a well-founded spiritual habit.
Grace allows us to forget. We can now choose to forget and move on. Not because of indifference but because of forgiveness. The cosmic judge, the God of this universe declares those who call on the name of Jesus He will forgive.
God also declares those who call on the name of Jesus He will forgive and adopt as sons and daughters, and He promises to provide for them like a daddy provides for his children.
Because God, through Christ, forgives the past and provides for the future, we can forget.
Forget about it.