If we can exit a relationship, pressure to reconcile lessens; if we must live with those who have wronged us, we are pushed to reconcile.
Miroslav VolfRead
Forgiveness flounders because I exclude the enemy from the community of humans and myself from the community of sinners.
Interpretation
Forgiveness is hindered when we view others as enemies rather than as fellow humans sharing the same flaws.
This quote by Miroslav Volf highlights the importance of recognizing our shared humanity in the process of forgiveness. When we treat those who hurt us as outsiders, and not just as flawed individuals like ourselves, it becomes difficult to embrace the act of forgiveness, as we create a divide that prevents understanding and empathy from flourishing.
In practice
In a discussion about conflict resolution, one might use this quote to emphasize the need for forgiveness.
If we can exit a relationship, pressure to reconcile lessens; if we must live with those who have wronged us, we are pushed to reconcile.
Love properly understood is Godβthe font of all creation and the ultimate goal of all desires; God properly understood is love.
If no one remembers a misdeed or names it publically, it remains invisible. To the observer, its victim is not a victim and its perpetrator is not a perpetrator; both are misperceived because the suffering of the one and the violence of the other go unseen. A double injustice occurs-the first when the original deed is done and the second when it disappears.
There is no space in which worship should not take place, no time when it should not occur, and no activity through which it should not happen.
To affirm that God is God is to want to live in a particular way.
Some of the worst violence in the world today between estranged religious and ethnic groups happens not on the battlefields. It happens smack in the middle of living rooms and between people who share a lot, who have a lot in common.
As he took her hand she saw him look her over from head to foot, a gesture she recognized and that made her feel at home, but gave her always a faint feeling of superiority to whoever made it. If her person was property she could exercise whatever advantage was inherent in its ownership.
Nobody listens anymore. I can't talk to the walls because they're yelling at me, I can't talk to my wife; she listens to the walls. I just want someone to hear what I have to say. And maybe if I talk long enough it'll make sense. And I want you to teach me to understand what I read.
Oh my God, sociability is just a big smile and a big smile is nothing but teeth, I wish I could just stay up here and rest and be kind." But somebody brought up some wine and that started me off.
My brained warned me, but my heart didn't want to take its advice.
She was disappearing a little more each day, so thin, so frail, a wisp of smoke. One day she would surely vanish altogether, and there was no way to stop her.
I love a lot of people, understand none of them.
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