forgiveness

I may not give you the forgiveness you're asking, but i'm giving you forever to make me forgive you.

God forgives us, as__hen__e forgive them who injure us__nd ourselves. These last weeks I think I have understood what many times in the past I thought I knew__ut we never know__e never reach the end of understanding__he understanding of God__he mystery of his love...

Do unto others_ is a good rule of thumb. I live by that. Forgiveness is probably the greatest virtue there is. But that__ exactly what it is - a virtue. Not just a Christian virtue. No one owns being good. I__ good. I just don__ believe I__l be rewarded for it in heaven. My reward is here and now. It__ knowing that I try to do the right thing. That I lived a good life. And that__ where spirituality really lost its way. When it became a stick to beat people with. __o this or you__l burn in hell._ You won__ burn in hell. But be nice anyway.

Forgiveness is a choice. You control how you respond to something or someone. You can't change things that happened in the past, but you can decide how you let them affect you.

Obedience, forgiveness, and devotion are in the blood of every victim.

I was going to die. I was going to die, right now, right here, before I even had a chance to thoroughly apologize to anyone for what I__ done...before I had a chance to forgive myself. I wasn__ even going to leave with a bang, one final act of dignity or at least the thought that I still belonged somewhere; I would die without even the simple acceptance that I__ done everything I could. Tears welled in my eyes, but I didn__ let them fall. I didn__ want to die crying.

Anger keeps us down and hinders us from moving forward. Its power is strengthened by our longing for justice.

A sinner__ humanity will cause him to fall from grace again and again, but his human pride, ego, or feeling of unworthiness should not prevent him from seeking God__ forgiveness again and again.

It's the easiest thing in the world to be kind to someone, to show love, to forgive. You are born with this instinct - it should be your first reaction. NOT violence, anger and hatred! That is something we are taught, it's a Choice You Make.

It was part of his nature to extenuate nothing and live on as one of his own worst accusers.

The first time you tried to save people, you were certain of victory?""Yes. In my pride, I knew I could not fail.""Then, in your mind, you were risking nothing. Are you certain of victory tonight?"Roman stared into the darkness of the booth. "No, I am not.""Then why are you risking your life?"Tears filled his eyes. "I cannot bear for them to risk their own. I...love them."The priest took a deep breath. "Then you have your answer. You do this not out of pride, but out of love. And since love comes from the Father, He has not abandoned you."Roman scoffed."You do not understand the magnitude of my sins.""Perhaps you do not understand the magnitude of God's forgiveness.

We forgive only that which requires forgiveness. To do otherwise is wasteful of grace._ -- Laniel, Abbot of Bilkar the Furred

Vengeance and forgiveness are about reconciling the accounts, but accounting is an ugly description of the tangled ways we're connected. I sometimes think everything comes out even in the end, but an end that arches beyond the horizon, beyond our capacity to perceive or measure, and that in many cases those who trespass against you do so out of a misery that means the punishment preceded and even precipitated the crime. Maybe that's acceptance.

Forgive and forget is the divine ideal. Grappling with the hurt while biting your tongue and struggling to refuse justifiable vengeance__hat's closer to human reality.

If forgiveness, kindness and humanity could have changed something; today we would have been living a peaceful world.

We would be in each other's lives again. No, he hadn't been the best father, but he was my father, and we loved each other. We needed each other. Though he'd disappointed me countless times through the years, life had already proven too short for me to hold on to that. So I let go of my hurt. I let go years of frustration between us. Most of all, I let go of any desire to change my father and I accepted him for who he was. I took all of my anguish and released it like a fistful of helium balloons to the sky, and I chose to forgive him.

Life's too short not to forgive.

A grateful mind by owing owes not, but still pays, at once indebted and discharged; what burden then?