I Have Never Regretted…

I found myself thinking today about an event from my mid-20s. I am not sure why (Who can ever trace the complete “family” tree from one idea to the next?). I thought of this event and then immediately remembered going to the person’s house to say, “I am sorry” before the day was over. I am so glad I did. It was one of those situations that had the potential to affect the quality of the relationship on a long-term basis (i.e., it was not a romantic relationship of any sort).

So why do I write this?

After remembering this event and the subsequent apology, I had this thought: I have never regretted saying “I am sorry.” 

There may be things that I do regret from time to time, but I cannot think of one apology that I would take back. So what is the moral to the story? Saying “I am sorry” is a good thing no matter how much pride and comfort must be sacrificed. Besides, is there a more efficient path to developing the virtue of humility?

So what is most important? If you need to say “I am sorry” to someone, just get it over with. Just do it. Push through, squirm, and make it happen. God is with you.