“To err is human but to forgive is divine". This is a saying that I have always kept close to my heart. I believed in its principle and I truly respected the form of elevating one’s position to such an esteemed level with such a noble act. Yet, there were upon many occasions where I used to sit and wonder why is it such a noble act? How difficult is it to accept an apology of a repentant figure, one that has swallowed all pride and succumbed to the incision of guilt? I mean I’m sure the person begging the pardon is suffering a great deal more shame and pain, in terms of emotionally and if it is a matter of social inclination that is included as well. How then is the forgiver the one that is noble? By opening his heart to a sincere apology? Is it fair to subject them to such judgments? Somehow, the way that I seem to be narrating this issue, I may be portraying that of a defensive side. Well, to be completely honest I have viewed both perspectives and addressing the fact that I am after all human, I believe it safe to claim that I bear with me the knowledge of actually being on both sides to furnish me with enough details to deliberate.
The forgiver is seen as the more prominent of the two beings. Seeing that he is willing to overlook the wrong and injustice that has been done to him, he is thus elevated to the status of a divine being. Yes, it remains undeniable that the forgiver has suffered a great deal and perhaps even a loss on his behalf may have been rendered, but how many people have been wronged in life? How many still persist on with their arduous life styles? I don’t mean the imply that people should just grit their teeth and allow their fate and rights to be manipulated by the likes of others all in the name of the existence of apologies, but I do want to show how trivial it does seem, the pain the forgiver bears when contrasted with that of the forgiven. I am not defending the sins committed or perpetrated by the forgiven, and neither am I condoning it. But, the point that I am so determined to emphasize and highlight is merely that the it takes a great deal of courage, strength and inner confidence to actually own up to a mistake and even more to confess to a number of individuals especially if it does mean that embarrassment and humiliation is unavoidable. To know danger and to walk right into it is courageous but to know humiliation and accept the consequences of emotional torment all in the sake of mending mistakes so that justice and truth prevails is by far more stalwart than any act I have ever had the honor of coming across.
The pain that the forgiver bears pales in comparison to the plight that the forgiven holds close to heart. Think about it, sleepless nights, moments that aggrieve the soul, the guilt that not only torments but also haunts and plagues the conscience. This of course concerns individuals that actually possess a conscience and of course the essence of remorse. Of course I speak of one that is credited with a sense of dignity and morality, and for anyone with an esteem such as this the pain that accompanies guilt weighes down upon the soul like a ton of bricks. No one can even imagine how much this agony is capable of ripping a person’s heart to shreds and furthermore when the people involved in this sentimental calamity are loved ones and those that are held close to the heart, the travail multiplies by an incomprehensibly enormous number. Tears that streak the pale and cold cheeks every waking moment is enough to tear at any hurt. Who said words can’t kill? They sure can and words also holds within its grasp the miraculous gift of healing any wounds especially those associated with the fragile nature of the heart. It may seem pretty exaggerated at this point of time, but unless they have undergone such turmoil at a personal expense then I suppose clarity doesn’t come as easily as it should.
But one thing that is more detrimental than the pain of forgiveness is in fact its adverse action. The overwhelming pain of guilt can only be matched and rather be exceeded by the trauma of forbearance. The only possibility of eradicating guilt is when forgiveness comes into play, however antagonizing as it may be, it relinquishes the grasp of guilt by a fraction that is minute but yet truly essential to the recuperation of the soul. But when forgiveness itself eludes us, we have to deal with the distressing position of always standing within the spotlight of the erred. Unable to move on as the conscience craves for pardon and atonement, denial to such a request is pretty much inhuman. Well, to be fair to the wronged, perhaps forgiveness may be a little too much to ask but the simple gesture of humanity is bearable. And every entity that annexes a conscience I believe deep within me, deserves a chance at expiation.
Why lash out at those who have repented? What sort of sadistic delectation is attained from someone else’s torment? What then differs us from those who have no soul? Is it just? I am no saint and I have to admit that I do bear grudges and this is perfectly normal as I am only human but I do not certainly ignore and turn away from sincerity when it strikes on my door even if it comes from someone who’s grounding stands against them. Being the individual that I am, if I do not believe in second chances then I would be the most heartless hypocritical creature ever to have graced the surface of this earth as I have graced through numerous second chances. I can’t say that everyone would share my perspective but I do rather unpretentiously hope that others would at least bear a thought in this direction of emotional atonement. You don’t have to be a saint by forgiving but atleast don’t be a murderer of the heart by implying ignorance for nothing is more unbearable than being shunned and cast aside. Please don’t kill for no one deserves the pain that this act of insensitivity can procure.
The forgiver is seen as the more prominent of the two beings. Seeing that he is willing to overlook the wrong and injustice that has been done to him, he is thus elevated to the status of a divine being. Yes, it remains undeniable that the forgiver has suffered a great deal and perhaps even a loss on his behalf may have been rendered, but how many people have been wronged in life? How many still persist on with their arduous life styles? I don’t mean the imply that people should just grit their teeth and allow their fate and rights to be manipulated by the likes of others all in the name of the existence of apologies, but I do want to show how trivial it does seem, the pain the forgiver bears when contrasted with that of the forgiven. I am not defending the sins committed or perpetrated by the forgiven, and neither am I condoning it. But, the point that I am so determined to emphasize and highlight is merely that the it takes a great deal of courage, strength and inner confidence to actually own up to a mistake and even more to confess to a number of individuals especially if it does mean that embarrassment and humiliation is unavoidable. To know danger and to walk right into it is courageous but to know humiliation and accept the consequences of emotional torment all in the sake of mending mistakes so that justice and truth prevails is by far more stalwart than any act I have ever had the honor of coming across.
The pain that the forgiver bears pales in comparison to the plight that the forgiven holds close to heart. Think about it, sleepless nights, moments that aggrieve the soul, the guilt that not only torments but also haunts and plagues the conscience. This of course concerns individuals that actually possess a conscience and of course the essence of remorse. Of course I speak of one that is credited with a sense of dignity and morality, and for anyone with an esteem such as this the pain that accompanies guilt weighes down upon the soul like a ton of bricks. No one can even imagine how much this agony is capable of ripping a person’s heart to shreds and furthermore when the people involved in this sentimental calamity are loved ones and those that are held close to the heart, the travail multiplies by an incomprehensibly enormous number. Tears that streak the pale and cold cheeks every waking moment is enough to tear at any hurt. Who said words can’t kill? They sure can and words also holds within its grasp the miraculous gift of healing any wounds especially those associated with the fragile nature of the heart. It may seem pretty exaggerated at this point of time, but unless they have undergone such turmoil at a personal expense then I suppose clarity doesn’t come as easily as it should.
But one thing that is more detrimental than the pain of forgiveness is in fact its adverse action. The overwhelming pain of guilt can only be matched and rather be exceeded by the trauma of forbearance. The only possibility of eradicating guilt is when forgiveness comes into play, however antagonizing as it may be, it relinquishes the grasp of guilt by a fraction that is minute but yet truly essential to the recuperation of the soul. But when forgiveness itself eludes us, we have to deal with the distressing position of always standing within the spotlight of the erred. Unable to move on as the conscience craves for pardon and atonement, denial to such a request is pretty much inhuman. Well, to be fair to the wronged, perhaps forgiveness may be a little too much to ask but the simple gesture of humanity is bearable. And every entity that annexes a conscience I believe deep within me, deserves a chance at expiation.
Why lash out at those who have repented? What sort of sadistic delectation is attained from someone else’s torment? What then differs us from those who have no soul? Is it just? I am no saint and I have to admit that I do bear grudges and this is perfectly normal as I am only human but I do not certainly ignore and turn away from sincerity when it strikes on my door even if it comes from someone who’s grounding stands against them. Being the individual that I am, if I do not believe in second chances then I would be the most heartless hypocritical creature ever to have graced the surface of this earth as I have graced through numerous second chances. I can’t say that everyone would share my perspective but I do rather unpretentiously hope that others would at least bear a thought in this direction of emotional atonement. You don’t have to be a saint by forgiving but atleast don’t be a murderer of the heart by implying ignorance for nothing is more unbearable than being shunned and cast aside. Please don’t kill for no one deserves the pain that this act of insensitivity can procure.
