Quotes About Reconciliation

It is easy to love your friend, but sometimes the hardest lesson to learn is to love your enemy.

an angry man can later become happy, a resentful man can become pleased, but a kingdom once destroyed can never be restored nor the dead brought back to life

The messengers with the words of reconciliation want peace.

No matter how toxic your parents might be, you still have a need to deify them. Even if you understand, on one level, that your father was wrong to beat you, you may still believe he was justified. Intellectual understanding is not enough to convince your emotions that you were not responsible.

I came to realise that there are two facets to forgiveness: giving up the need for revenge, and absolving the guilty party of responsibility.

I've now reached the point where I don't hate anyone. Hatred makes things worse. Hatred stops one coming to terms with all the horror and grief. And one must come to terms with it. Somehow.

Ginevra," said my uncle, all despair at once annihilated by his rage, "I swear to you I shall never, never, NEVER, so long as I live, go back to that woman!" He went back to her six months later.

Montana, he said, dragging her against him. Montana, I'm so sorry. I was wrong. What I said, how I treated you. He drew back so he could see her face. I love you. I have from the first. You're the best part of me. You are the light to my dark and without you, I'm blind. I'll give you anything, if only you'll stay with me.

I'm sorry," he whispered, pressing his cheek against her hair. "I'm such a jackass." She rubbed her hands up and down his back. He was warm and alive and next to her. Nothing else really mattered. "Jackass seems strong," she murmured. "How about a first-class screwup?" "If you're going to do a job, then do it the best you can." He chuckled low in his throat. "Gee, thanks." "You're welcome.

Besides her Zane muttered under his breath. She caught a handful of words. Something about being old, broken bones and a reference to hanging Chase from the lightning rod in the middle of a storm.

I'm not wicked." "Jensen, you've spent three years lying low, trying to make everything right. But you can't redeem yourself. You can't make yourself and your life whole again. God can.

When someone apologizes, it's amazing how much fresh air enters the room.

To make peace is to forget. To reconcile, it is necessary that memory be faulty and limited.

Feed your friends, and their mouths will be too full to gossip, Bubbie used to say. Feed your enemies, and they'll become your friends.

Forgiveness was such a simple thing, she thought, once you surrendered to it.

She so cheerfully resigned to his neglecting her that he could not help opening his mouth to protest

Ever keep in exercise the principle of mercy, and be ready to forgive our brother on the first intimations of repentance, and asking forgiveness; and should we even forgive our brother, or even our enemy, before he repent or ask forgiveness, our heavenly Father would be equally as merciful unto us.

Then when our sniper steps to a window In the brain, starts shooting, and we fall surprised, Of what we know not do we seek forgiveness From ourselves, for ourselves?

Peter is ... adjusting. He's back in school, and he's doing quite well. I wish you could find it in your heart to forgive him." "I've got this funny resentful streak about people who try to kill me.

Forgiveness is an action, not an emotion.

Then he did the thing I couldn't manage. The kid leaned in and hugged me. A real hug, committed. I stiffened up—I couldn't help it—but he was clearly a dog person, so I didn't pull away.

Forgiving him was like balm on an old hurt place, and it felt sweeter than his apology. Sweeter even than the moment I'd said all the things I'd held in my mouth for twenty angry years. Forgiving him felt like relief.

Since my child is choosing not to spend time with me, it is healthy for me to think about how I want to spend my time without him or her in my life. Putting my child out of my mind is useful for my happiness and serenity. When I punish myself for the past, I perpetuate the myth that I deserve to suffer. I have suffered enough and as of today I choose to feel good about myself as a parent and as a person.

While many say that finding compassion for those who hurt them is one of the hardest things they've ever done, others discover that it's freeing in ways they hadn't imagined. It binds them to a common humanity where we are all in some measure flawed, torn, and hurt. And dying for understanding.