//pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/js/adsbygoogle.js (adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push(); I remember when I was still a teenager. I kept grudges; real grudges, I mean. I did not know how to forgive; neither did I have the willingness to do so. If somebody did me wrong they were supposed to pay for it! I was a stranger to God back then – I had never experienced the transforming power of the Holy Spirit in my life. Any talk about God actually had a jarring…