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Each Friday my writing stems from a word prompt. Five minutes, one word prompt. The prompt this week is … Regret.

Interesting word. At first glance, what comes to mind is feeling bad about something done – An embarrassing moment, a hurtful word spoken, breaking an object of value. A costly mistake. A wrong choice.

But we can also regret an act not done. The visit not made. The card not sent. The apology not extended. The hug not given.

Life brings us through twists and turns, some expected. Some unexpected and seemingly out of no where.

Regrets – we will all have them, some more than others. Some more deeply felt and lingering.

When regret has come to my life, there is only one place to take it and that is to the foot of the Cross. When I  “come to my senses”, much the way the prodigal son did, and return to my Father, regret turns to restoration and redemption.

“For the kind of sorrow God wants us to experience leads us way from sin and results in salvation. There’s no regret for that kind of sorrow…” (2 Corinthians 7:10a, NLT).

Repentance.
No regret.
Only full redemption and restoration.