Plain in the city

A plain Quaker folk singer with a Juris Doctorate in his back pocket, salt in his blood, and a set of currach oars in the closet, Ulleann Pipes under his arm, guitar on his back, Anglo Irish baggage, wandering through New York City ... in constant amaze. Statement of Faithfulness. As a member of the Quaker Bloggers Ad Hoc Committee I affirm that I will be faithful to the Book of Discipline of my Meeting 15th Street Monthly Meeting of the Religious Society of Friends.

Wednesday, May 18, 2005

Forgivining a nazi...

What a lesson... I was watching a show about the holocaust... just right now...Oscar Grund... a nazi death camp officer, who I cursed tonight, when on TV, he said he told a relative who had brought up Auschwitz, never to dare bring up that word in front of him... even tonight after writing this, I cursed him... then at the end of the show... he spoke up against holocaust deniers, to say, "yes we did these things..." Anger... How I forgave him in the moment he said he faced his crimes to say, these things happened... we did these things and they were wrong and those who deny them, are taking from humanity the hope of healing... I weep for his humanity and the God within him... and forgive and hope for his salvation... and .... and ... and.

how can you know who do not have empty places at the table... how... and yet...


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