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Saturday, October 04, 2008

Repentance

I was recently reminded of some old wounds, wrongs done, my feelings hurt. I didn't react publicly in any negative way, but I did send a rather sardonic email to my sister when she asked about events. She and I often laugh at such things. But truth to tell, I wasn't in a forgiving mood. I wasn't just being funny, I allowed the old woundedness to return. (AND woundedness IS a word even if merriam-webster doesn't like it. I wasn't re-wounded and had wounds. I was milking the OLD "woundedness".) I can say I was tired, true. I can say I was stressed, also true. But the truth is, I was nursing an old wound. Then I was reminded of something I had read in a Phillip Yancey book, Rumors of Another World:
Nelson Mandela taught the world a lesson in grace when, after emerging from prison after twenty-seven years and being elected president of South Africa, he asked his jailer to join him on the inauguration platform. He then appointed Archbishop Desmond Tutu to head an official government panel with a daunting name, the Truth and Reconciliation Commission. Mandela sought to defuse the natural pattern of revenge that he had seen in so many countries where one oppressed race or tribe took control from another.

For the next two-and-a-half years, South Africans listened to reports of atrocities coming out of the TRC hearings. The rules were simple: if a white policeman or army officer voluntarily faced his accusers, confessed his crime, and fully acknowledged his guilt, he could not be tried and punished for that crime. Hard-liners grumbled about the obvious injustice of letting criminals go free, but Mandela insisted that the country needed healing even more than it needed justice.

At one hearing, a policeman named van de Broek recounted an incident when he and other officers shot an eighteen-year-old boy and burned the body, turning it on the fire like a piece of barbecue meat in order to destroy the evidence. Eight years later van de Broek returned to the same house and seized the boy's father. The wife was forced to watch as policeman bound her husband on a woodpile, poured gasoline over his body, and ignited it.

The courtroom grew hushed as the elderly woman who had lost first her son and then her husband was given a chance to respond. "What do you want from Mr. van de Broek?" the judge asked. She said she wanted van de Broek to go to the place where they burned her husband's body and gather up the dust so she could give him a decent burial. His head down, the policeman nodded agreement.

Then she added a further request, "Mr. van de Broek took all my family away from me, and I still have a lot of love to give. Twice a month, I would like for him to come to the ghetto and spend a day with me so I can be a mother to him. And I would like Mr. van de Broek to know that he is forgiven by God, and that I forgive him too. I would like to embrace him so he can know my forgiveness is real."

Spontaneously, some in the courtroom began singing "Amazing Grace" as the elderly woman made her way to the witness stand, but van de Broek did not hear the hymn. He had fainted, overwhelmed.


And my heart cries, "Forgive my unforgiveness, Lord."

3 comments:

katemcdonald said...

I realized earlier this year that at the age of 27 I really don't know to forgive. I grew up being made to say sorry when I was wrong and forgiving the "little things" is old hat- but real hurt, deep hurt? That was another story...

Thanks for posting this passage- something good to chew on

Ballerina Girl said...

wow, excellent PJ....
what courage to speak to the killer of your family like that...
I hope that if I were to face something so daunting as that, that I would be as God blessed as she is.
Hope you had a good weekend
BG

MommytoJonah&Jude said...

Wow. I am crying. When I read stories like that it makes me realize how very far I have to go to be like Jesus.

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