I am offended.  I know I shouldn’t take offense (Ps. 119:165).  And I know I should be quick to forgive when I am.  This one may take some time, though.  I’m sure the person who caused the offense has no idea.  I’m sure they wouldn’t understand even if they did.  But I feel like less than nothing.  That hurts, you know?  There really is no way for the “wrong” to be righted in my eyes.  I need to just accept that humanity fails, repeatedly…and towards me, always in the same way, it seems.  I need to somehow have a perspective that it doesn’t matter, that God will work this for my good, that I need to figure out how to love and forgive even while my heart  still aches with hurt…and then how to do so again, and again, and again.