Forgiveness is hard, forgetting impossible. Through remembering we learn to live with challenges and hurt, through forgiveness we can live with our memories. Very interesting reading this post as I think of all the people who have suffered from the abuse of another
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In Auschwitz concentration camp in Poland, Eliza‘s eyes brimmed with tears as they took his wife away, that was the last time he saw her and his heart broke into a million pieces. His six children were taken to another part of the camp. The German officer glared at him with hatred, and pushed him roughly to the crammed dormitory housing hundreds of malnourished prisoners. Eliza knew the end has come, what could he do?
But his eldest son survived the holocaust…
Can his son forgive?
In Congo, Joseph ran wildly through the forest, the stomping sound that the feet of his pursuers made was like the sound of hell. They’d hacked his family to death, the only member of his family who escaped was his youngest daughter, and he feared for her life. He ran for dear life and miraculously, he escaped. Seven months…
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