Rom 12:16-18 ERV  Live together in peace with each other. Don't be proud, but be willing to be friends with people who are not important to others. Don't think of yourself as smarter than everyone else.  17  If someone does you wrong, don't try to pay them back by hurting them. Try to do what everyone thinks is right.  18  Do the best you can to live in peace with everyone.

Recently I had this thing, I don't even know what to call it, it wasn't really what you would call a fight but it was enough for the offence to be still going on today.  Now I had this big long apology written out for a dear friend of mine, which is the following:

I know you are disappointed in me, and I know you have distanced yourself from me, so I can’t hurt you again, but I apologize that my words offended you, I am sorry that I walked in the flesh and not in the spirit. I’m sorry that I allowed the devil to place a wedge between us and is continuing to make that wedge wider. Please forgive me, please show me mercy, it was not my intention to hurt you, I did go about it all wrong. I would like to have my friend again. Will you free me from this offence, this punishment? Am I worthy, valuable enough to receive your friendship again? Or will I always be a wretched stench. I have carried this around all week that you just want to hate me…I know how silly of me, but you see how this misunderstanding has gone from just that to hatred and bitterness and unforgiveness. You see that WE are letting the devil come between the friendship?

I’m not here to point any one out as the starter fluid of this and we all ended up walking in the flesh that day and see friend A and I worked stuff out, by being able to show how we were both maybe right in our intentions but wrong in our behaviour and that yeah we offended.  And yes Friend A was able to take the correction, and was able to come to you and work things out and you two are all good now.. But why do I feel that I am still being judged by you….that somehow I am unworthy. You see, I know the devil is whispering in my ear, telling me, I am unworthy, unlovable, unreachable, untrustworthy, unteachable, undesirable, that you have washed your hands of me