A Spit wad and a Letter Ten Years Later . . .
While it’s been a whole decade since I flung my graduation cap in the air with glee and moved on to bigger and better things, I was reminded recently—with regret—that the consequences of my sin stick around and impact others negatively long after I’m gone.
That’s why I wrote the letter below this week. It’s not the first letter I’ve written to people I’ve wronged, nor will it be the last. (It’s also not by any stretch of the imagination amongst my worst sins committed.)
So . . . why am I posting it here for you to read? I guess I just want to remind you that every action—even one as seemingly “small and insignificant” as a spit wad—impacts others for eternity.
Stay close to Jesus, girls; do things His way; and you and those impacted by your life will be truly blessed!
Dear Mr. ____,
It’s been a whole decade since I last saw you, but you’ve been on my mind and heart lately, and I’ve been wanting to write and ask for your forgiveness.
I have a poor memory in general, but I remember throwing a spit wad at you one time while your back was turned to the class. Would you please forgive me for disrespecting you, not only as my teacher and authority figure, but as a human being who is deeply loved by God? I did not think of you or your feelings—only of me and my desire to be popular with my classmates.
While this is the only really vivid memory I have of causing you grief, I know that these were not the only times I resisted your leadership and brought you grief. I know that ultimately I sinned against God—and that He has forgiven me because of Jesus Christ’s life, death, and resurrection on my behalf—but I also sinned against you, and sincerely hope that you will forgive me, too.
Thank you for the hours and years you poured into teaching and coaching me. I am very grateful for you, and hope you are doing well.