Devotional By Ginger R / 9 months ago Share Tweet Pin Share LETTER OF RECONCILIATION I don’t know how old I was when I first knew that you were going to be important to my life. I can’t tell you what family celebration it was or who was around and I doubt if I even thought about it much myself but I do know there was a moment in time when I realized you would be a part of my life while on this Earth. I figured that’s how it was supposed to be. So we grew up together tackling the everyday problems of youth and learned that we could make it through anything together. Eventually, we both realized our own personalities and we struck out on our own and tackled our own problems. Our lives took different directions but that was alright. I always knew you were there and tried to show you that I was there for you too. That’s how it was supposed to be. You know, if I could go back to that week, that month, that moment when, for whatever was said or done, when I hurt you or you hurt me when we started to drift from each other’s lives… I would not hesitate to go back and change the course. If I could have to know that that one day years ago would lead us down the road we are on today, I would move Heaven and Earth to change it. But I can’t change it. I can only send you this letter now and try to show you just how much I miss “us”. That’s how it’s supposed to be. My aim now is making Heaven. My goal is to live a life pleasing to God and I know that I have to try to write to you now because it is the right thing to do. Matthew 18:15. I don’t know if this letter will do anything toward “mending fences” between us I just know that I have to try. I will always hope that we will be what God intended us when He formed us as a family. That’s how it’s supposed to be. I love you. I miss you. I remember all the times we shared in the past. I earnestly pray for you and your family. I pray God will soften our hearts and we will, together, seek more of Him and His perfect will for our lives. Because truly, THAT is how it is supposed to be.