Years ago, I heard a therapist say that we should never wallow in regret, but every once in a while, it’s okay to take off our shoes and swish our toes around in it. Although she was being facetious, I think she’s on to something. Even though it can be a messy process, recognizing my own regret has helped alleviate some of the pain of my tragedy. Ultimately acknowledging that regret has led me to deeper compassion and fuller understanding, making me a better wife, mother, and pastor. Being honest with myself has helped me live into healthy grace-filled relationships with others.
What did our Savior feel as he prayed in the Garden of Gethsemane? Did he regret bringing Peter, James and John with him? He urged them to pray, but instead of praying, they fall asleep.
Jesus, our Savior, fell with his face to the ground and repeatedly pleaded with God, “take this cup from me.” I can feel his regret even though he knows that beyond the cross is resurrection. Good Friday’s pain momentarily eclipses Easter’s joy. But thanks be to God, this is not the end of our story.
This message is excerpted from “No regrets” by Angela Khabeb in the October 2018 Café online magazine.
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