- The Amish made it look simple. Ten of their precious little girls had been shot . . . . (They) enfolded their grief within their normal circle of prayer and daily communion. They didn’t speak out. They looked within. They did it together. [Kenneth Briggs, The Power of Forgiveness: Based on a Film by Martin Doblmeier (Fortress Press, 2008), p. 9.]
- Forgiveness is both an art and a science. As an art, it deals with the fundamental questions of our age. It describes how we deal with offenses and transgressions personally and socially. . . Forgiveness also is now a science. [Everett L. Worthington, Jr., Handbook of Forgiveness (Routledge, 2005), p. 1.]
- Forgiveness is the needle that knows how to mend. [Jewel, “Under the Water.”]
- When you release the wrongdoer from the wrong, you cut a malignant tumor out of your inner life. You set a prisoner free, but you discover that the real prisoner was yourself. [Lewis B. Smedes, Forgive and Forget:Healing the Hurts We Don’t Deserve (HarperCollins, 1984), p. 133.]
- As I walked out the door toward my freedom, I knew that if I did not leave all the anger, hatred and bitterness behind, I would still be in prison. [attributed to Nelson Mandela, attribution unverified]
You can choose not to forgive someone, including yourself. If you do that, you will only carry around the excess weight of negative thoughts and feelings about something you wish had never happened.
To forgive is to wash anger and resentment away and live as we might have done had the undesired events never happened, with one exception. Forgiving does not mean forgetting. It does not mean that we should trust someone who has disappointed or harmed us time after time. It only means that we will not let those things weigh on us as we move forward, and that we will not spend our time and energy thinking of ways to harm those who have harmed us.
Documentary and Educational Films
- Donald W. Shriver, Jr., An Ethic for Enemies: Forgiveness in Politics (Oxford University Press, 1995).
- Sarah Beckwith, Shakespeare and the Grammar of Forgiveness (Cornell University Press, 2011).
- Jennifer Berry Hawes, Grace Will Lead Us Home: The Charleston Church Massacre and the Hard, Inspiring Journey To Forgiveness (St. Martin’s Press, 2019): “ . . . a Polk Award- and Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist, offers a fuller, more complicated picture of the massacre and its aftermath.”
- Jeannie Vanasco, Things We Didn’t Talk About When I Was a Girl: A Memoir (Tin House Books, 2019): “It’s about violence and forgiveness, about friendship and the unwanted title of victim, about digging deeper and deeper to seek answers — from yourself and from your bogeyman. But in this memoir, questions beget more questions, and few are sufficiently answered. Trauma cannot be tied with a tidy bow.”
Technical and Analytical Readings
- Everett L. Worthington, Jr., Handbook of Forgiveness (Routledge, 2005).
- Everett L. Worthington, Jr., A Just Forgiveness: Responsible Healing Without Excusing Injustice (IVP Books, 2009).
- Everett L. Worthington, Jr., Forgiveness and Reconciliation: Theory and Application (Routledge, 2006).
- Everett L. Worthington, Jr., Forgiving and Reconciling: Bridges to Wholeness and Hope (IVP, 2003).
- Robert D. Enright, Forgiveness Is a Choice: A Step-by-Step Process for Resolving Anger and Restoring Hope (American Psychological Association, 2001).
- Robert D. Enright, Helping Clients Forgive: An Empirical Guide for Resolving Anger and Restoring Hope (American Psychological Association, 2000).
- The Dalai Lama and Victor Chan, The Wisdom of Forgiveness: Intimate Conversations and Journeys (Riverhead, 2004).
- Charles Griswold, Forgiveness: A Philosophical Exploration (Cambridge University Press, 2007).
- Vlademir Jankélévitch, Forgiveness (University of Chicago Press, 2005).Solomon Schimmel, Wounds Not Healed by Time: The Power of Repentance and Forgiveness (Oxford University Press, 2002).
- Lewis B. Smedes, Forgive and Forget: Healing the Hurts We Don't Deserve (HarperCollins, 1984).
- Desmond Tutu, No Future Without Forgiveness (Doubleday, 1999).
- Nathaniel Philbrick, Why Read Moby Dick? (Viking, 2011): “ ‘The mythic incarnation of America: a country blessed,’ in Philbrick’s words, ‘by God and by free enterprise that nonetheless embraces the barbarity it supposedly supplanted,’ we are a nation, and a species, ever poised on self-destruction.”
Music: songs and other short pieces
Film and Stage
- Ordinary People, a moving film about self-forgiveness
- The Marrying Kind, about the compromises, before and after the fact, necessary in a marriage
- The Scoundrel: about saving grace in the forgiveness of others
- The Well-Digger’s Daughter (Le fille du puisatier): about a man coming to terms with his daughter’s unanticipated pregnancy
From the dark side, revenge:
- Titus: Shakespeare’s exposition on revenge, set in ancient Rome and brilliantly adapted for film
- In the Bedroom, about two people whose lives are torn apart by their son’s murder; the film is “about revenge--not just to atone for a wound, but to prove a point”
From the dark side:
- Doireann Ni Ghriofa, A Ghost in the Throat (Biblioasis, 2021): on the Irish poem “Caoineadh Airt Ui Laoghaire” by Eibhlin Dubh Ni Chonaill, about a woman’s grief and obsessive longing for revenge after her husband is murdered.
Valjean has stolen from the bishop. The police have apprehended him and brought him to the bishop. The bishop then changes Valjean’s view of the world, and his life, with an exceptional act of forgiveness.
A few moments later he was breakfasting at the very table at which Jean Valjean had sat on the previous evening. As he ate his breakfast, Monseigneur Welcome remarked gayly to his sister, who said nothing, and to Madame Magloire, who was grumbling under her breath, that one really does not need either fork or spoon, even of wood, in order to dip a bit of bread in a cup of milk. "A pretty idea, truly," said Madame Magloire to herself, as she went and came, "to take in a man like that! and to lodge him close to one's self! And how fortunate that he did nothing but steal! Ah, mon Dieu! it makes one shudder to think of it!" As the brother and sister were about to rise from the table, there came a knock at the door. "Come in," said the Bishop. The door opened. A singular and violent group made its appearance on the threshold. Three men were holding a fourth man by the collar. The three men were gendarmes; the other was Jean Valjean. A brigadier of gendarmes, who seemed to be in command of the group, was standing near the door. He entered and advanced to the Bishop, making a military salute. "Monseigneur--" said he. At this word, Jean Valjean, who was dejected and seemed overwhelmed, raised his head with an air of stupefaction. "Monseigneur!" he murmured. "So he is not the curé?" "Silence!" said the gendarme. "He is Monseigneur the Bishop." In the meantime, Monseigneur Bienvenu had advanced as quickly as his great age permitted. "Ah! here you are!" he exclaimed, looking at Jean Valjean. "I am glad to see you. Well, but how is this? I gave you the candlesticks too, which are of silver like the rest, and for which you can certainly get two hundred francs. Why did you not carry them away with your forks and spoons?" Jean Valjean opened his eyes wide, and stared at the venerable Bishop with an expression which no human tongue can render any account of. "Monseigneur," said the brigadier of gendarmes, "so what this man said is true, then? We came across him. He was walking like a man who is running away. We stopped him to look into the matter. He had this silver--" "And he told you," interposed the Bishop with a smile, "that it had been given to him by a kind old fellow of a priest with whom he had passed the night? I see how the matter stands. And you have brought him back here? It is a mistake." "In that case," replied the brigadier, "we can let him go?" "Certainly," replied the Bishop. The gendarmes released Jean Valjean, who recoiled. "Is it true that I am to be released?" he said, in an almost inarticulate voice, and as though he were talking in his sleep. "Yes, thou art released; dost thou not understand?" said one of the gendarmes. "My friend," resumed the Bishop, "before you go, here are your candlesticks. Take them." He stepped to the chimney-piece, took the two silver candlesticks, and brought them to Jean Valjean. The two women looked on without uttering a word, without a gesture, without a look which could disconcert the Bishop. Jean Valjean was trembling in every limb. He took the two candlesticks mechanically, and with a bewildered air. "Now," said the Bishop, "go in peace. By the way, when you return, my friend, it is not necessary to pass through the garden. You can always enter and depart through the street door. It is never fastened with anything but a latch, either by day or by night." Then, turning to the gendarmes:-- "You may retire, gentlemen." The gendarmes retired. Jean Valjean was like a man on the point of fainting. The Bishop drew near to him, and said in a low voice:-- "Do not forget, never forget, that you have promised to use this money in becoming an honest man." Jean Valjean, who had no recollection of ever having promised anything, remained speechless. The Bishop had emphasized the words when he uttered them. He resumed with solemnity:-- "Jean Valjean, my brother, you no longer belong to evil, but to good. It is your soul that I buy from you; I withdraw it from black thoughts and the spirit of perdition, and I give it to God." [Victor Hugo, Les Misérables (1862), Volume I – Fantine; Book Second – The Fall, Chapter XII, The Bishop Works.]
The rebels have handed Javert over to Valjean, whom Javert has pursued mercilessly for decades. Perhaps recalling the Bishop’s kindness from years ago, Valjean performs an extraordinary act. Armed with a pistol and all but explicitly instructed to kill Javert, Valjean instead does this:
Jean Valjean thrust the pistol under his arm and fixed on Javert a look which it required no words to interpret: "Javert, it is I." Javert replied: "Take your revenge." Jean Valjean drew from his pocket a knife, and opened it. "A clasp-knife!" exclaimed Javert, "you are right. That suits you better." Jean Valjean cut the martingale which Javert had about his neck, then he cut the cords on his wrists, then, stooping down, he cut the cord on his feet; and, straightening himself up, he said to him: "You are free." Javert was not easily astonished. Still, master of himself though he was, he could not repress a start. He remained open-mouthed and motionless. Jean Valjean continued: "I do not think that I shall escape from this place. But if, by chance, I do, I live, under the name of Fauchelevent, in the Rue de l'Homme Armé, No. 7." Javert snarled like a tiger, which made him half open one corner of his mouth, and he muttered between his teeth: "Have a care." "Go," said Jean Valjean. Javert began again: "Thou saidst Fauchelevent, Rue de l'Homme Armé?" "Number 7." Javert repeated in a low voice:--"Number 7." He buttoned up his coat once more, resumed the military stiffness between his shoulders, made a half turn, folded his arms and, supporting his chin on one of his hands, he set out in the direction of the Halles. Jean Valjean followed him with his eyes: A few minutes later, Javert turned round and shouted to Jean Valjean: "You annoy me. Kill me, rather." Javert himself did not notice that he no longer addressed Jean Valjean as "thou." "Be off with you," said Jean Valjean. Javert retreated slowly. A moment later he turned the corner of the Rue des Prêcheurs. When Javert had disappeared, Jean Valjean fired his pistol in the air. Then he returned to the barricade and said: "It is done." [Victor Hugo, Les Misérables (1862), Volume V – Jean Valjean; Book First – The War Between Four Walls, Chapter XIX, Jean Valjean Takes His Revenge.]
A sincere apology can remove obstacles to forgiveness. In this scene, Scrooge visits his nephew on the day of Scrooge’s rebirth:
In the afternoon he turned his steps towards his nephew's house. He passed the door a dozen times, before he had the courage to go up and knock. But he made a dash, and did it: "Is your master at home, my dear?" said Scrooge to the girl. Nice girl! Very. "Yes, sir." "Where is he, my love?" said Scrooge. "He's in the dining-room, sir, along with mistress. I'll show you up-stairs, if you please." "Thank'ee. He knows me," said Scrooge, with his hand already on the dining-room lock. "I'll go in here, my dear." He turned it gently, and sidled his face in, round the door. They were looking at the table (which was spread out in great array); for these young housekeepers are always nervous on such points, and like to see that everything is right. "Fred!" said Scrooge. Dear heart alive, how his niece by marriage started! Scrooge had forgotten, for the moment, about her sitting in the corner with the footstool, or he wouldn't have done it, on any account. "Why bless my soul!" cried Fred, "who's that?" "It's I. Your uncle Scrooge. I have come to dinner. Will you let me in, Fred?" Let him in! It is a mercy he didn't shake his arm off. He was at home in five minutes. Nothing could be heartier. His niece looked just the same. So did Topper when he came. So did the plump sister when she came. So did every one when they came. Wonderful party, wonderful games, wonderful unanimity, won-der-ful happiness! [Charles Dickens, A Christmas Carol (1843), Stave V: The End of It.]
- Herman Melville, Moby Dick, or The White Whale (1892): a story of a man who could not let it go.
- Miriam Toews, Women Talking: A Novel (Bloombury Publishing, 2019): “Toews skips over the rapes and the apprehension of the rapists, cutting straight to existential questions facing the women in the aftermath. ‘Women Talking’ is a wry, freewheeling novel of ideas that touches on the nature of evil, questions of free will, collective responsibility, cultural determinism and, above all, forgiveness. As Agata Friesen, an unflappable matriarch, puts it: ‘Let’s talk about our sadness after we have nailed down our plan.’”
- Amity Gaige, Sea Wife: A Novel (Knopf, 2020): “. . . Gaige maps two journeys for readers — one into the distant past, leading us to difficult answers to Juliet’s questions, and the other following the family’s ambitious sailing expedition aboard a 44-foot boat.” [Gaige’s novel gives readers plenty to discuss, including ethical dilemmas, complicated family dynamics and the nature of forgiveness.]
Music: Composers, artists, and major works
The Scottish instrumental and singing group Silly Wizard performed traditional Scottish songs of heartaches, lost loves and home. That does not sound like forgiving, it sounds like holding on. But when you hear them, you understand that the music soothes and allows the letting go to begin.
- Live at Center Stage
- “Wild & Beautiful” album
- “Caledonia’s Hardy Sons” album
- “A Glint of Silver” album
- “So Many Partings” album
- Strauss, Elektra, Op. 58: in this opera, the title character destroys herself by refusing to forgive. Here are links to performances conducted by Sinopoli (1995), Sinopoli (1997) and Janowski.
- Händel, Joseph & His Brethren, HWV 59 (1743) (performances conducted by McGegan, McGegan, and Armaah), and de Fesch, Joseph (1745): these two oratorios are based on Chapters 37-45 of Genesis in The Bible, telling the story of how Joseph’s brothers betray him but he is resilient, survives, thrives and welcomes them into his bounty.
- Mozart, La Clemenza di Tito (The Clemency of Titus), K621 (1791): many have plotted against him but Titus pardons them all (performances conducted by Levine, Davis and Pritchard).
- Rimsky-Korsakov, Le Conte du Tsar Saltan (The Tale of Tsar Saltan) (1900): a light-hearted treatment of forgiveness, stemming from a longstanding practical joke (performances conducted by Nebolsin, unknown and unknown)
- Elora Festival Singers, “The Mystery of Christmas”
- Eaken Piano Trio, “I’ll Be Home for the Holidays”
From the dark side: