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Regrets


One day you open your eyes and notice that you missed one mark or may be many marks. You missed the bull eye and you lived for years without conscience until that day… You wish were possible to change your actions on the past, but there is nothing you can do about it. The time is hard and once a second has been expended, there is no way to go back and bring it back. That is called regret. You regret you didn’t listen to some one who warned you, you regret you did something or you didn’t… and as good friend of mine once told me about life… “Life is like your checking account; the past is like the money you already expended… it is gone, is no longer on your account. Tomorrow is like the money you have not earned, is not there yet, and today is your current balance, you cannot live life regretting the past or living on the future. Today it is what it is” The explanation was good… but then… How to deal with regret? Regret is like to deal with thirst it will lead you to death if you don’t satisfy it. Jesus said on John 4:14 ”but whoever drinks the water I give him will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life." If you are living in regret, get back to Jesus and he will bring peace to your regret…
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  1. AnonymousMarch 21, 2008 at 1:39 PM

    Quizás hay veces que deseamos que las acciones de nuestro pasado hubiesen sido distintas, pero cada cosa la vivimos en su tiempo, tal vez ahora no haríamos lo mismo que hicimos en el pasado, son diferentes circunstancias y no se tiene la misma madurez, esa te la da el tiempo y las experiencias, todo tiene su tiempo…
    Cada segundo tiene su propio momento… los del ayer se viven de una forma, los del presente se viven de forma distinta y los del futuro también dependerá de las circunstancias. Si nos arrepentimos de alguna decisión mal tomada, generalmente se puede hacer algo al respecto… con la paz y la sabiduría de Dios.

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