Quotes About Reconciliation

One admirable thing about my grandparents was their ability to forgive infinitely.

I thought, If only the whole nation of Israel—and the whole world—could understand that Jews and Palestinians can get along when they begin to treat each other with dignity.

The lack of hate between executioner and victim, perhaps this is God.

I belong to a traumatized generation that often felt abandoned by God and betrayed by mankind. And yet, I believe that one must not estrange oneself from either God or man.

Forgiveness is a powerful thing.

A young woman asked the great preacher Charles Spurgeon if it was possible to reconcile God's sovereignty and man's responsibility. "Young woman," said he. "You don't reconcile friends

Forgive them if you need to

La única manera como podemos encontrar la paz es dejar que el pasado sea el pasado.

I will be so glad for you to hear not the sounds of gunfire but the sounds of church bells, and of people working in peace.

What does anyone say to anybody who used to be so important in her life, whom she's not seen in such a long time? It seems to me that in situations like this, we're all wondering the same thing: I'm still me; are you still you? A

Reason can never reconcile one to life: nothing allays the wants one cannot explain.

I stopped walking and wrapped my arms tightly around him. You know I can hear your heart. Could you hear it breaking when I accused you of getting my cartoon pulled? he asked. I held my head back so I could look him directly in the eye. I didn't pull it. You couldn't have, he replied, because I did.

Today there are so many people I would like to seek forgiveness from, but I don't know where most of them are anymore and my health prohibits me from leaving my home easily. For these people I offer up my daily torment of every kind of physical, spiritual, mental, and emotional suffering imaginable. Although I can never make things right by myself, I entrust these people to Our Lady, knowing that she can bring them peace and healing.

It takes a lot of grace and maturity to simply forgive, but a lot of healing takes place when you do.

we may fall victim to the misconception that time will heal all wounds and that eventually everything will shake itself out. But as we get older, we learn this sad truth: some things can never be fixed. Some mistakes can never be put right—not by the passage of time, and not by our most fervent wishes, either.

We're already separated that's official but there's still a window of hope left open that perhaps someday we could give things another try.

I thought of how many people go to their graves unforgiven and unforgiving. I thought of how many people have had siblings or friends or children or lovers disappear from their lives before precious words of clemency or absolution could be passed along.

Tan malo como el tabaco para los pulmones es el rencor para el alma;

She pulled back and murmured, "I'm still mad at you." "Are you?" His wounded voice had descended into Stygian depths. He pressed open-mouthed kisses to her jaw. "Yes." She yanked at his hair in emphasis. He grunted, but her grip didn't prevent him from lowering his mouth to hers again. He nipped at her lips and then licked at them, softening the sting. "I'll have to see what I can do to regain your good graces.

He studied her upturned face for a minute. "Please forgive me. I don't want you to hope. If there were any way—" "I know." She got to her feet. "I even understand." She walked briskly to the door. "I came down to get something for Rebecca. She must be wondering what happened to me.

But when you accept an intruder for too long, you sometimes invite him back later as a guest.

And so we were friends of a sort once more. We began to talk, stiltedly at first, but then with more ease. We had, after all, many interests in common. And if there was still a deep reserve, if fingers about to brush moved hastily apart, and if our eyes did not linger but met and winced away from hurt, outwardly, at least, there was tranquillity. I slept the better for it.

but i was young, and i got so cross. in the early days we made up easily. had fun making up, in fact.

spend the rest of his life nobly forgiving her. Nothing can be more infuriating than being forgiven over and over again.