The reason it's relatively easy for me to "forgive" the Newtown killer, of course, is he did not personally affect me...my sensibilities, for sure, but not my inner "offended" place.
Gertrude, on the other hand, personally offended me with her careless put-down remark, and my thoughts are ever so buy plotting ways to make her pay.
I am reminded, again, that forgiveness is not just not giving a rap. That's simply getting over oneself.
Forgiveness, I believe, comes from and after a long struggle with our own self. It must come from our conscious surrender to our inability to let go of our attachment to our fear, hate, love of the perceived offender, his/her action, its very being.
It's about consciously turning to God seeking to know his love...his love for the other, for us, for anybody and for everybody...simply seeking the love of God be made manifest to/through us. This end result is not/cannot be a human action. Turning to God is the conscious decision we must make in the midst of our own pain of crashing and burning in personal defeat.
Ah, there, then comes the sweetness of the Lord.
Thank You.
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