Today I read something my cousin forwarded to me about remembering and forgetting. I liked it so much, I translated it from Chinese into English so I can share it with you. I don’t know who the original author is.
When I was young, I thought remembering things well is a real skill, having a good memory is really genius.
After I passed the middle age, I gradually realized that being able to forget is true happiness.
If I can’t forget the gossip of others, life will be shadowed. If I can’t forget the sad past, personality will gradually be distorted.
In my old age, I began to ask God for the blessing of forgetfulness.
Forget about the past glories, it is humility.
Forget about the past failures, it is courage.
Forget about the past hurt, it is forgiveness.
Forget the sins of the past, it is grace.
Forget the friend’s ill, it is generous.
Forget the attacks of the enemy, it is love.
Forget is much more difficult than remember.
Being able to remember is clever; being able to forget is wise.