Put Yourself In My Shoes

If the shoes were on the other foot tell me how would you react. Working behind the scene was a Major stab within my back. To sit down and communicate would been more honorable for you to do. Instead you went behind my back this was not kind of you. Yet we call ourselves sisters and friends when we are face to face. But I’m seeing another story when I find items left out of place. I’m trying so hard to let it go and move on with my life. But every time I hear your voice it brings this issue back a live. I’m really trying hard to lay this issue at my Savior’s feet. But I’m finding in this area my soul is very weak. I know deep down within my heart I must find forgiveness. If it continues to ride it certainly will be a killer.