Dec 7, 2008

i know you love me

by Henry Nouwen

What is forgiveness? Forgiveness is to allow the other person not to be God. Forgiveness says, "I know you love me, but you don't have to love me unconditionally, because no human being can do that."

We all have wounds. We all are in so much pain. It's precisely this feeling of loneliness that lurks behind all our successes,
that feeling of uselessness that hides under all the praise, that feeling of meaninglessness even when people say we are fantastic—that is what makes us sometimes grab onto people and expect from them an affection and love they cannot give.

If we want other people to give us something that only God can give, we become a demon. We say, "Love me!" and before you know it we become violent and demanding and manipulative. It's so important that we keep forgiving one another—not once in a while, but every moment of life. Before you have had your breakfast, you have already had at least three opportunities to forgive people, because your mind is already wondering, What will they think about me? What will he or she do? How will they use me?

To forgive other people for being able to give you only a little love—that's a hard discipline. To keep asking others for forgiveness because you can give only a little love—that's a hard discipline, too. It hurts to say to your children, to your wife or your husband, to your friends, that you cannot give them all that you would like to give. Still, that is where community starts to be created, when we come together in a forgiving and undemanding way.


  1. miss you jessie, thanks for that one.

  2. Thank you for the reminder. God knows we all need to do that more than we actually do. It's a discipline and not an easy one at that. But God chose to do it, and still does. What about little me then, why must it be so hard?

  3. Relationships we build with people are like Persian rugs...
    Born of the necessity to protect from the bitter cold.
    Evolving into magical works of art with intricate designs.
    Saturated with pallets of bright colours, yet imperfect in their perfection.

  4. Hi lovey nice one miss ya!