Quotes About Forgiveness

In New York they preach about virtually everything; only one thing is not addressed, or is addressed so rarely that I have as yet been unable to hear it, namely, the gospel of Jesus Christ, the cross, sin and forgiveness, death and life. —DIETRICH BONHOEFFER

The reasons one gives for an action to others and to one's self are certainly inadequate. One can give a reason for everything. In the last resort one acts from a level which remains hidden from us. So one can only ask God to judge us and to forgive us. . . . At the end of the day I can only ask God to give a merciful judgement on today and all its decisions. It is now in his hand.

The preaching of grace can only be protected by the preaching of repentance.

he willed the entire life of believers to be one of repentance.*

In one conversation that September in Geneva, Visser 't Hooft asked Bonhoeffer what he prayed for. "If you want to know the truth," Bonhoeffer replied, "I pray for the defeat of my nation. For I believe that is the only way to pay for all the suffering which my country has caused in the world.

He saw that the Bible didn't teach that we must work harder at becoming perfect and holy, but that we must instead throw ourselves on God's mercy. Moral perfection wasn't the answer: Jesus was the answer. Jesus had been morally perfect and we weren't supposed to save ourselves—we were supposed to ask him to save us.

Forgive me for these rather personal ramblings, but they just came to me as I thought about our time together recently. And after all, we do have an interest in each other. I still have a hard time thinking that you really find all these ideas of mine completely mad. Things do exist that are worth standing up for without compromise. To me it seems that peace and social justice are such things, as is Christ himself.

in his mercy, had allowed Wilberforce to see himself as he truly was, and it was crushing. But Wilberforce knew God didn't mean to end there. On the other side of the worst of who he was, if he dared face that worst, was a God who would help him overcome his faults and do great things, the very things for which he had created him. It was not too late.

That too seems unnecessarily severe, but we mustn't judge too harshly, for those who have gone through anything like a dramatic conversion usually stagger a bit too far in one direction before they correct their course and learn where the best forward path lies.

Anyone who perseveres in his sin receives judgement. The church cannot loose the penitent from sin without arresting and binding the impenitent in sin.

He who seeks revenge should first dig two graves.

As fallible humans, we usually slip too far over one edge or the other - all wrath and judgment or all grace and love.

If she were alive today, she would be ashamed of me. I'm trying to change that.

Forgive an old lady preaching to you, but I want you to believe what I do, that you have so much more to offer the world than you give yourself credit for. Yes, you have encountered a run of bad luck and made mistakes in the past, but so have we all, so please do not make the bigger mistake and allow yourself to be defined by these things. 'Pick yourself up and fight another day' is as good a motto as any in my experience.

Knowledge brings understanding and acceptance, only then can healing beings.

Reed gazed at him, unmoved, 'You were so worried about your precious reputations. About the truth ruining you. You didn't see that you'd already been ruined and that the truth was the only thing that could have redeemed you.'" (Sheriff Dan Reed speaking to his Father. Blood Vines, p.355)

Being hurt is part of being a fallible human being, surrounded by other fallible human beings.

Du hast nichts als Fehler", rief sie. "Jeden einzelnen deiner Fehler könnte ich hassen, alle miteinander habe ich lieb.

Za II. sv?tové války docházelo ke zlo?in?m, které nem?že pomstít žádná odveta, unést žádná láska, prominou žádné p?átelství a potrestat žádný zákon. Takové zlo?iny nelze proml?et.

But now, for the first time, I see you are a man like me. I thought of your hand-grenades, of your bayonet, of your rifle; now I see your wife and your face and our fellowship. Forgive me, comrade. We always see it too late. Why do they never tell us that you are poor devils like us, that your mothers are just as anxious as ours, and that we have the same fear of death, and the same dying and the same agony--Forgive me, comrade; how could you be my enemy?

Why do they never tell us that you are poor devils like us, that your mothers are just as anxious as ours, and that we have the same fear of death, and the same dying and the same agony—Forgive me, comrade; how could you be my enemy?

Love means not ever having to say you're sorry.

Love means never having to say you're sorry.

Love means never having to say you're sorry.