Alexander Pope wrote: "To err is human; to forgive, divine."
I think of those words today. We all err, and when we come to forgiveness in and for ourselves and others, there, we touch the divine.
I don't understand the need for punishment in this society, the vast amount of money we pay to incarcerate a group of people and torture not only them but the guards we choose to deal with their care. Obviously I oppose capital punishment, though I am aware there are certain people who are beyond help, but I believe a civilized people still cares for them, in their necessary isolation, in a way that we do not.
I would imagine that each of us of a certain age knows someone who has committed suicide. I have said here before that I feel the suicides connected with war should also be included in the statistics of death from war, and yet, this had nothing to do with statistics. I think we need to look at what the sanctified greed of the last few years has done to people. People do know right from wrong, and yet, it can become confusing when everyone is grabbing for what they perceive as their rightful piece of the pie. We want to do "right" by our family. We may have been led, when we pause for reflection, astray.
How do we then come back to a path that is comfortable for us?
Forgiveness is the way.