As far as words go, I don't think that forgiveness is required. I think that words are much less damaging than sticks and stones. I've let so many words slide off my back all my life. No need to forgive anyone who throws them recklessly. Understanding why they threw them is much better.
Actions, speak much louder than words. That's where real forgiveness comes in. I have a real hard time understanding how the parents of a murdered child can forgive the killer who acted only through some deranged idea or another and took the life that had no threat to the murderer at all. How could a storekeeper's wife forgive the robber who stole a small amount of money from the storekeeper and then, for no reason, executed the storekeeper. Yet the storekeeper's wife forgives the man in prison.
There is little forgiveness in war until it is over and one side or both have killed countless innocent people in the path of the destruction. The insulated leaders shake hands and forgive one another and give great honor to the killers, their obedient soldiers, both living and dead, forgetting those dead innocents who can no longer forgive for having been killed.
Sorry for this long discussion but your view of forgiveness for words struck a chord in me.
Finding peace within yourself is probably the most important thing your poem expressed.
An interesting confluence of Christianity and Shakespeare. Real love, not wooden rules, govern forgiveness. You have shown something of your heart here, and, that you are deeply earnest in your mentation's. This is good IMO. May you both find peace and renewal.
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Actions, speak much louder than words. That's where real forgiveness comes in. I have a real hard time understanding how the parents of a murdered child can forgive the killer who acted only through some deranged idea or another and took the life that had no threat to the murderer at all. How could a storekeeper's wife forgive the robber who stole a small amount of money from the storekeeper and then, for no reason, executed the storekeeper. Yet the storekeeper's wife forgives the man in prison.
There is little forgiveness in war until it is over and one side or both have killed countless innocent people in the path of the destruction. The insulated leaders shake hands and forgive one another and give great honor to the killers, their obedient soldiers, both living and dead, forgetting those dead innocents who can no longer forgive for having been killed.
Sorry for this long discussion but your view of forgiveness for words struck a chord in me.
Finding peace within yourself is probably the most important thing your poem expressed.
Ron
Michael D.
Peace, Love and Blessings,
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