“You only have to forgive once. To resent, you have to do it all day, every day. You have to keep remembering all the bad things.”

—M.L. Stedman, The Light Between Oceans

Oh Allah, please forgive me,
For the wounds caused by my sharp tongue
For the insanity that has consumed my thoughts
For the fire of jealousy and hatred burning through my eyes
For the bitterness trapped in my cold broken heart

For the ways I have hurt others and hurt myself
For the ways I have wronged others and wronged myself

But most of all, please forgive me for not remembering,
For not turning to You at certain times,
Whether I was afflicted by pain or filled with joy.

“If I've ever offended you, I ask you to forgive me and ask Allah to forgive me. We're not perfect but our job is to perfect one another.”

—Omar Suleiman

“Forgiving isn't something you do for someone else. It's something you do for yourself. It's saying, 'You're not important enough to have a stranglehold on me.' It's saying, 'You don't get to trap me in the past. I am worthy of a future.” ”

—Jodi Picoult, The Storyteller

“The last thing this world needs is another guilt-shoveler behind a pulpit. What people desperately need to hear is the good news. They need to be told their sins have been forgiven and it is our responsibility to tell them. Indeed, this is the privilege of proclaiming the gospel. The ministry of reconciliation is not telling people that a huffy God waits for them to sooth his offended ego with a bunch of repentance flowers and a box of confession chocolates. It is the thrill of proclaiming the glad, happy news that God loves them, his face is turned towards them, and he holds nothing against them.”

—Paul Ellis, The Gospel in Ten Words

“Forgiveness in no way requires that you trust the one you forgive.”

—W. Paul Young, The Shack

“Dear Forgiveness, you know that recently we have had our difficulties and there are many things I want to ask you. I tried that one time, high school, second lunch, and then again, years later, in the chlorinated pool. I am still talking to you about help. I still do not have these luxuries. I have told you where I’m coming from, so put it together. I want more applesauce. I want more seats reserved for heroes. Dear Forgiveness, I saved a plate for you. Quit milling around the yard and come inside.”

—Richard Siken
  • Carl: Shhhhh, do you hear that? *pause* That's the sound of forgiveness.
  • Paul: That's the sound of people drowning
  • Carl: That is what forgiveness sounds like, screaming and then silence.

Forgiveness

Spazzkid

vibin’ out

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