When death is caused by someone else’s personal choice, healing has to rely powerfully on forgiveness. The emotions of grief, may be overshadowed with anger towards the one who caused the death. Hatred may be a core emotion for a long time. Often closure is delayed because of legal matters. Some may never know the why, how, or by whom, and not knowing can often be harder than confrontations. Forgiveness may feel impossible; the future may be filled with fear. Trauma may keep you from allowing yourself to feel for a very long time or may plague you with anxiety. All of these are all very real and need to be processed. However, hate and resentmentment will never nourish faith. No one has been where you have been, but there is one who knows exactly how you feel. You are not alone. Maybe the world has not protected what you have lossed, but there is a higher power that still believes in you. To forgive will take faith—not necessarily in another person—but in your relationship to your God. Forgiveness will be the biggest step to your healing. It will take time and it may only come in little spurts, but it is forgiveness that will truly be what brings peace. To feel whole we must find ourselves, and figure out how to stop searching for what has been taken from us. “To forgive is to set a prisoner free, and realize the prisoner was you.” Lewis Smedes
Corrie ten Boom -Holocaust Survivor
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Talking about Grief and Loss
Ashlee Birk talks with Karen Millsap from Widow’s at Work about her road to forgiveness after her husband’s murder
A Minneapolis mother, whose son was murdered, now lives next door to — and is friends with — her son’s murderer. Steve Hartman reports on the power of forgiveness.
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