What I love about tough times in life is the peace that God grants me in the middle of turmoil. Sure, that circumstance just beat me to a pulp and left me bloody, bruised, and broken, but Jesus wasn't just making up catchy names when He called the Holy Spirit a "Helper." Also, "Comforter."
But it's uncomfortable, you know, when your brother betrays you, and the only "help" you get from the Holy Spirit is a gentle, "Seventy times seven." But the one thing about my faith and its application in my life that has always seemed quite straightforward is forgiveness. How can I withhold that which was so freely given to me?
There is nothing emotional about forgiveness. If you wait until you feel like forgiving someone, it will never happen. Forgiveness of others is a RESPONSE to the forgiveness you've been granted. It is an act of worship.