I really wanted to say, "Hey, Peter...buddy! You screwed up! You have allowed for your humanness to come through. Your love for Jesus is stronger than your mistake. The relationship will be restored someday." I was moved with compassion.
Then of course the second 2x4 came swinging by to clunk me between the eyes. What's this churning around in me? Where's my lesson in this?
I have felt the ache of betrayal. The ache is sometimes an indescribable pain from deep within. It rolls through me and cuts me open. Surprisingly, underneath it all, is still love. A deep love for these people who hurt me badly. Why? How? How can I still love these people? Well...the question that came to me today, thanks to Peter is: How can I not?
So...in turn I felt compassion for my betrayers today. I do care about the relationships and hope the gap can be lessened in the future. Underneath all this yuck is still love. I pray for them.