Wordless Wednesday

I've been waiting for a chance to use this and Wordless Wednesday is the time. I stumbled upon this. A stranger left this word for me and anyone else who happened by. It was atop a rock on the edge of the Little River at the Y in the Great Smoky Mountains National Park on Easter weekend this year.

I find it a most powerful word. I've forgiven and been forgiven. Both are a great relief and release. The hardest part may be to forgive yourself sometimes. But that's just as important.

This post is linked up with a variety of Wordless Wednesdays...