The Cost of Forgiveness

I was rear-ended on my way in to work this morning. You know the story. I was sitting at a light and then *boom* I was hit from behind. Thankfully, Kim and the kids were not in the car with me.

It was a pretty busy intersection, so I put my flashers on and pulled over. You know this part, too. I got out of the car and started making my way to the other car to have “the conversation.” The driver got out and said, “Oh, man, Adam. I’m sorry!” Of all the people who could have rear-ended me this m...