Quotes About Forgiveness

I've been burdened with blame trapped in the past for too long, I'm moving on

I refer to the cross of Christ. The cross stands as a mystery because it is foreign to everything we exalt - self over principle, power over meekness, the quick fix over the long haul, cover-up over confession, escapism over confrontation, comfort over sacrifice, feeling over commitment, legality over justice, the body over the spirit, anger over forgiveness, man over God.

God's grace is beyond description. He lifted all of us over the walls of our own imprisonment.

Isn't love the only thing that counts?

All of this is a reassuring reminder that in spite of our mistakes and failures, our heavenly Father is still able to bring something lasting and beautiful from our lives.

It was not just the prodigal in the far-off country who squandered the love of the father; the older brother lost out as well, though he was close to the father's love.

the gospel of Jesus Christ is that, though it is a story

Crucifixion: The Ancient World and the Folly of the Cross.

Someone has said that our sin scorches us most after we have received forgiveness, and not before. Once you realize how much you've been forgiven, you see how great that forgiveness really is.

The redeemed heart says, "The reason by which we live is the heart of mercy that does not keep a ledger.

love cushions all your irritations, unnatural instincts, hatreds and immaturities.

For your file...in case you decide to be angry with me.

Look for the little loves. Find and shape the little bitternesses.

Once in a lifetime anyway, it's nice to make a mistake if you think it'll do somebody some good, she

We salt our lives with other people's sins.

He stood and he only had one leg. The other was like a chunk of burnt pine-log he was carrying along as a penance for some obscure sin.

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We went right on insulting the dead. We went right on spitting on the graves of all the poor ones who died before us...and some day we'll remember so much that we'll build the biggest Goddamn steam-shovel in history and dig the biggest grave of all time and shove war in and cover it up

none. Let him forget there is such a thing as war.

We salt our lives with other people's sins.

Els amics no perdonen, obliden.

And I? thought Hollis. What can I do? Is there anything I can do now to make up for a terrible and empty life? If only I could do one good thing to make up for the meanness I collected all these years and didn't even know was in me! But there's no one here but myself, and how can you do good all alone? You can't. Tomorrow night I'll hit Earth's atmosphere.

If I fell from here, it would surely kill me." He let a pebble drop. Moments later it clicked on the rocks below. "The Lord would never forgive me." He tossed another pebble. "It wouldn't be suicide, would it, if I did it out of Love …?

But Douglas, standing on the lawn, was seeing how it would be tomorrow, when the men would pour hot tar over the silver tracks so you would never know a trolley had ever run this way. He knew it would take as many years as he could think of now to forget the tracks, no matter how deeply buried.