I don’t know if there is any true theological relationship between the season of Advent and thoughts about forgiveness, but it seems that, at this time of year, this is always where I find myself.  Thinking about forgiveness.  And here I am again.

And so, while I’m turning my thoughts to my year end musings, I thought that I would share a favorite poem on the topic:

If I cannot forgive myself
For all the blunders
That I have made
Over the years,
Then how can I proceed?
How can I ever
Dream perfection-dreams?
Move, I must, forward.
Fly, I must, upward.
Dive, I must, inward,
To be once more
What I truly am
And shall forever remain.

– Sri Chinmoy