Quotes About Forgiveness

So, chosen by God for this new life of love, dress in the wardrobe God picked out for you: compassion, kindness, humility, quiet strength, discipline. Be even-tempered, content with second place, quick to forgive an offense. Forgive as quickly and completely as the Master forgave you. And regardless of what else you put on, wear love. It's your basic, all-purpose garment. Never be without it.

They'll all get to know me firsthand, the little and the big, the small and the great. They'll get to know me by being kindly forgiven, with the slate of their sins forever wiped clean.

the fact that we are a family of faith does not mean we are one big happy family. The people we encounter as brothers and sisters in faith are not always nice people. They do not stop being sinners the moment they begin believing in Christ.

Summing up: Be agreeable, be sympathetic, be loving, be compassionate, be humble. That goes for all of you, no exceptions. No retaliation. No sharp-tongued sarcasm. Instead, bless—that's your job, to bless.

I tell you, love your enemies. Help and give without expecting a return. You'll never — I promise — regret it. Live out this God-created identity the way our Father lives toward us, generously and graciously, even when we're at our worst. Our Father is kind; you be kind.

Parents are in a position to forgive when they remember two things. One, the child that I am rearing is God's child. God loved the child before I did; He will continue this love long after I am gone. Two, God's method of dealing with sin, even the most destructive kind, is forgiveness. I am not going to be able to improve on God's methods.

If you have anything against someone, forgive — only then will your heavenly Father be inclined to also wipe your slate clean of sins.

When we sin and mess up our lives, we find that God doesn't go off and leave us- he enters into our trouble and saves us.

Some apologies are unspeakable. Like the one we owe our parents.

In this case, I can only hope that my life, which is my crime, might also serve as my apology.

Time cancels young pain.

Dishonor will not trouble me, once I am dead.

Forgive, son; men are men; they needs must err.

Waste not fresh tears over old griefs.

And the Lamb of God not only did this, but was chastised on our behalf, and suffered a penalty He did not owe, but which we owed because of the multitude of our sins; and so He became the cause of the forgiveness of our sins, because He received death for us, and transferred to Himself the scourging, the insults, and the dishonour, which were due to us, and drew down on Himself the apportioned curse, being made a curse for us.

And lying there, her hair in damp strands across her crumpled face, Harriet gave up the long, long struggle to love her father and her aunt. "It was for this loss above all that she wept. She had learned, during the long years of her childhood, to live without receiving love. To live without giving it seemed more than she could bear.

Getting even has never healed a single person.

forgiveness is not so much for the perpetrator, but for the victim.

Until that moment I had stopped thinking about my family. Maybe it was due to the bread we ate each evening that supposedly contained not only sawdust but a powder called bromide that made us forget memories of home, a sedative of some kind. Whatever it was or was not, I could not feel sorry for myself, for Miriam, for anyone. I could not think of myself as a victim, or I knew I would perish. It was simple. For me, there was no room for any thought except survival.

Anger and hate are seeds that germinate war. Forgiveness is a seed for peace. It is the ultimate act of self-healing.

Los granos se nos enterraron en la piel de las rodillas, pero eso no fue lo que más nos lastimó.

Forgiveness is a strength and hate is a weakness. That's why people that hate search for validation, while forgiving someone doesn't need any.

Forgive him, my lady Kat." The blond haired twin, Lock, swept Kat a courtly bow. "As you know, Deep tends to speak without thinking." Sophie looked at Olivia again and mouthed, "My lady?" but again Liv just shrugged. It was clear she was as much in the dark as Sophie. "Come

Just promise me you'll stop acting like a bastard," Lock pleaded. "Having her hate us won't help the process any." Deep gave him a sardonic smile. "Don't worry—I'll be on my best behavior.