Let
me share this true story. It's about a typical couple in Singapore. The
courtship was smooth. They met in school, fell in love, and walked down the
aisle in marriage. Then, they added two bundles of joy to their
family.
All
seemed well until careerism as a competitive sport kicks in. The wife soon
earned more than the husband. She started to despise him. She then became a
director while the husband lagged behind. This gap caused a rift between them
and the wife drifted away into the arms of her colleague.
An
office romance blossomed and she discovered that she was pregnant with his
child. The innocent husband was devastated when she requested for a
divorce.
However,
still waters run deep. The pregnancy was not the only shocker. The wife
discovered that she has cancer. Now the shocker was on her.
Fortunately,
this story has a happy ending; although it is no less heartbreaking. The wife's
boyfriend broke off with her when he heard about the cancer. He also abandoned
their unborn child. So, who came back to pick up the pieces?
Well,
no prizes for guesses. The long-suffering husband returned and stayed with his
sick wife. He and their two children nursed her back to health. They attended
to her physical needs. He accompanied her through the difficult time as she
carried her pregnancy to full term. She also fought hard against the dreaded
cancer. Her husband not only forgave her but also promised to raise the baby as
his very own.
Imagine
this, from the perspective of her husband, the wife's three betrayals of choosing
to despise him, have an affair, and bear a child thereafter, were not met with
an-eye-for-an-eye vengeance from the husband. Instead, the husband did the
christian thing and chose the narrow road by forgiving her and saving the
marriage.
This
touching story is a good starter for this discussion on forgiveness. A
professor of Christian counseling defines it as such, "To forgive another
means to cancel a debt in order to open a door of opportunity for both
repentance and restoration of the broken relationship."
For
me, the act of forgiving is basically letting go. Every time we forgive, we are
conducting a personal cremation service as we put our hatred, our hurt and our
ego to the flame. As we let go, we open our heart to a new landscape for
personal and social growth.
I see
a person who forgives as one who suffers a little death everyday until he comes
alive, experiencing pure freedom for the first time.
Martin
Luther King once told of an account of the egregiousness of racial discrimination
when he was attending a dinner. A white man came over to his table and, instead
of greeting him, spat on his face. Dr King smiled at the man and calmly took
out a hanky.
He
then wiped the gooey phlegm off his face, folded the cloth and handed it over
to the disgruntled man, saying, "I think this is yours."
Racial
hatred is the ugly social face of unforgiveness. And every act of
unforgiveness has its seemingly innocuous start. One author describes the birth
of unforgiveness as one that is "ignited by a spark of perceived hurt or
offense, fanned by hot emotions of anger and fear, damped to a slow burn by
time, and scuffed into stack of dangerous coals by rumination."
I
once counseled a man whose gifted son had just died tragically in a road accident.
He came to me to seek legal recourse. In the middle of the discussion, I asked
him, "Have you ever thought of forgiving the driver?" He snapped,
"it's not for me to forgive. It's for my son to forgive. He has died and
forgiveness died with him."
I looked
into his eyes and replied, "But isn’t forgiveness for the living, not for
the dead? Wouldn’t your son want you to let go and live on?" The man turned
around and walked away.
While
I understand it is difficult to forgive someone who has taken your loved
one away by a reckless act, I sincerely believe that we never find peace in this
life if we bring to our grave the bitterness of unforgiveness.
Somehow,
unforgiveness taints everything in our life. On a spiritual level, our prayer
life is compromised. On a personal level, we feel hypocritical and inauthentic.
On a relational level, the bitterness staggers our efforts to reach out in
compassion to others.
In
fact, the word "forgive" is made up of two-parts: "for" and
"give". The act of forgiving is an act of selfless giving. We give
the gift of forgiveness to the offender by giving away our hurt, anger and ego.
When we forgive, we give up the right to hold on to the wrong done to us. We
let go of the right to inflict guilt on the offender. We release him from the
guilt and pain. Alas, for some, such release is perceived as too cheap for the
offender.
Some
of us do not want to forgive because to do so is to lose the tacit power over
another. Some of us finds it strangely empowering to hold a wrong or a
grievance in ransom. We somehow secretly relish the "superior-ness"
that comes with withholding forgiveness as we see it as an act of
psychologically imprisoning our offender in a mental cage of guilt and
isolation.
Given
a chance to free ourselves from bitterness, we choose instead to perpetuate the
role of a victim rather than the liberator of two consciences: both ourselves
and the offender. Here I am reminded of what Indra Gandhi once said, "You
cannot shake hands with a clenched fist."
But
little did we know that over the years, this self-serving attitude, or as i
call it "clenched-fist heart", only goes to punish us even more. As
we hold on to the pain, we also hold on to the bitterness. And a life of
bitterness is a joyless one.
I
once had a conversation with one of my colleagues. She is a mother of two. And
she has a creative way to impart the lesson of charity to her children. The
relevance of this story will come at the end, so bear with me.
Like
every loving parent, my friend buys Christmas presents for her kids. But there
is a budget, usually it is fifty dollars. The other catch is that for whatever
the child buys, he must buy another identical gift. So, he will have two gifts
in the end.
With
two of the same toys, my friend would arrange for a trip down to an orphanage.
As you'd have guessed it, my friend expects her children to give away the gift
he had just purchased to an orphan. I think this is a good way to teach your
child the value of sharing.
Now
comes a similar story told by Jacob Needleman in a book entitled Beyond
Forgiveness. This is how he recounted it, "A few years ago, I was teaching
a class at a business school in Mexico. During one class, we were talking about
what it means to be a good man, and a student, thirty five, who had a little
boy of five, told the class this story. "You know," he began, "I
was decorating the Christmas tree with my son in the living room when there was
a knock at the front door. We went to answer it, and there was a beggar boy.
In
Mexico, beggars are perfectly acceptable, not like in American. The boy was
about the same age as my son, and so my son and I went back to the living room
and I said to him, "Give him one of your toys." My son picked up one
of his old, beat up toys. "No," I said. "Give him your favorite
toy." My little boy balked.
"No,"
I said, and I was gentle but firm. "Give him your favorite toy."
Finally, my son picked up a toy he just gotten for Christmas, and while I
waited in the living room, he went down to the front door. A few seconds later,
he came running back, radiant, shouting, "Daddy, can I do that
again?"
What's
the message here? It's the joy of selflessness. The little boy felt it more
than he understood it, but that's ok. The boy was happy to give till it hurts
because the joy that lights up the orphan's face is contagious.
This
same principle is applicable to forgiveness.
Forgiveness
is the joy of selfless giving. When we forgive someone, we are letting go of
our hurt and pain and offering the gift of pardon to the offender. It is always
a difficult act because letting go means losing power over another. It also
requires us to quit from playing the role of a victim. But the trade off
is worth it because we exchange a life of bitterness for the gift of selfless
joy.
Now
comes the second part of this letter: How to forgive?
Let's
be realistic. Everyday life is far different from those scripted drama we see
on tv. It is usually more dull, less glamorous, and more raw. To this raw-ness
of life, we must consider this reality, that is, some people are difficult to
forgive.
Think
about it. It is easy to forgive your child for minor, though repeated
transgressions. But how do you do the same for an adult who has hurt or
betrayed you, even repeatedly? Add to this combustible mix is an adult who is
not repentant.
Take
the above example of the spouse who had decided to stray, commit adultery and
bear a child with another man. How about the driver who through his own
reckless act killed a child? I can think of far more obscene and cruel acts
done to an innocent party that makes it extremely difficult to forgive. Truly,
it is easy to preach about forgiveness but to live by it is a whole new
dimention altogether.
But
first, let me set the record straight. Forgiveness is not excusing the
offending act. It is not approving it. When a wrong is done, it is a wrong no
matter how you embellish it, mask it, disguise it or shape-shift it. The truism
"when you do the crime, you have to do the time" still applies. So,
it is still genuine forgiveness if you expect justice to be done.
Another
thing forgiveness is not is forgetting the offense. Especially for an offense
that is so grave and deep cutting, it is difficult to forget what was done.
This is understandable and therefore offering the hand of forgiveness is not
discarding, erasing or suppressing the memory of it.
So,
after taking the "sting" out of forgiveness, let's deal with how to
forgive. And a good place to start is with this African proverb, "My enemy
is one whose story I have not yet heard."
The
first step to forgiveness is to open our heart to listen to the story of our
offender. Every life tells a story. Even murderers are not born hell bent to
kill. There is always a hidden angle to our enemy’s life that, although does
not excuse the act, at least makes him more understandable. And the more we
understand, the less we hate. The less we hate, the more we forgive.
Here is
another way of looking at it. We are all flawed individual. We all make
mistakes. For every finger we point at our enemy, we can count with the same
number of fingers the wrong that we have done to others. So, it is said that
the power to forgive is in the recognition of the flaws in all of us. Let me
show you what I mean with this personal encounter.
One saturday
night, my family and I were having dinner at Plaza Singapura. We took
about three hours traveling, dining and shopping. When we returned home, it was
already eleven at night. But what greeted us at the doorstep was a choking
stench very much like something was burning. I panicked and rushed into the
house and realized that my wife had forgotten to turn off the stove when we
left. She was actually boiling chicken soup and the pot was charred dry when I
turned it off.
Her
forgetfulness came with a price. With all the windows shut tight, the whole
house was blanketed by a thick smothering fog. No room in the house was spared.
In anger, I scampered to ventilate the house by opening all the windows and
switching on all the fans. Still, the fog was unbearable and it took about one
day to get rid of it.
As
predicted, I confronted my wife and blamed her for the careless act. She tried
to apologize but I was too angry to listen. Then, all of a sudden, I retreated.
I disassociate myself from my anger and sat by myself, alone, thinking about
her apology and my own life. It was a sudden epiphany moment.
My
own self-examination has brought me to the realization that I was no better. I
recalled I once forgot to turn off the electric iron. At times, I would lose my
cool and rant off at her like a mad man. There are just too many missteps,
misjudgments and mistakes in my life which would automatically disqualify me
from putting on a self-righteous robe and start blaming her. In the end, I
realized that we are all in the same boat - the boat of human failings. I then
did the next natural thing: I went to reconcile with her.
That
day I learnt one important lesson: We can't fix relationships in the same way
we change a light bulb or tie a shoelace. Relationships are issues of the heart
and they cannot be fixed mechanically. They are not things, plugs or lego. It
is more complicated than that. Like forgiveness, we need to listen and
understand the opposite party. We need to suspend all judgment and criticisms. We
need to really empathize.
Most
of all, we need to open our heart to them and choose to sensitize ourselves to
their pain. Because they are all created different, we need to understand how
such differences make them say and act the way they do. Only by doing so, can
we experience a genuine change of heart.
It is
said that the beginning of wisdom is listening and listening specifically with
the goal to understand. I guess the goal of wisdom is reached when we have
fully step into the shoes of our enemy and completely share in his pain and
suffering. When we become one with our enemy, that's where the ability to forgive
is birthed.
Martin
Luther puts it this way, "We must develop and maintain the capacity to
forgive. He who is devoid of the power to forgive is devoid of the power of
love. There is some good in the worst of us and some evil in the best of us.
When we discover this, we are less prone to hate our enemies."
My
last point about forgiveness is that it is an ongoing process. Don't expect it
to start and end with this pronouncement, "I forgive you". Some hurt
cuts so deep that it may take a long time to heal.
But
the aim here is to open our heart to the opportunity to restore the
relationship. Whether the offender repents or not, forgiveness is an unilateral
and independent act from the forgiver to the offender. It expects nothing in
return and it is a form of spiritual healing for the forgiver.
I
sincerely believe that once we resolve within ourselves to forgive, and not pay
lip service to it, doors will open up for us to not only witness the
restoration of the relationship but also the eventual repentance of the one who
has hurt us.
I
sincerely urge each and everyone of us to take the time to prepare this
priceless and precious gift of forgiveness and offer it unconditionally to the
one who has hurt us deeply. I trust with all my heart that the true miracle of
this gift is that it will not leave the giver and the receiver unchanged.
Unlike
physical gifts, the gift of forgiveness cuts deep into the soul of the
recipient, breaking down all walls of resistance, bridging the redemptive gap,
and forcing him or her to respond positively.
A
world where the gift of forgiveness is selflessly offered is not hard to
imagine. It is a world of lasting peace, where conflicts are dissolved even
before they foment into wars, where hatred dies stillborn, and where once stale
relationships are brought back to vibrant life.
This
is the true power of forgiveness; the power of second chances. This is how life
should be lived; it is how life should be celebrated. Cheers out.