In My greatest hour of need, My closest friends deserted Me. Judas betrayed Me, Peter denied Me, and the rest fled for their lives. Only John followed from afar. I had cared for them for over three years, feeding them and teaching them. Yet as I died for the sins of the world, I forgave. I released all of them—from My friends who had deserted Me to the Roman guard who had crucified Me. They didn't ask for forgiveness, yet I freely gave it.

Love forgets wrongs so that there is hope for the future.

Remember, man does not live on bread alone: sometimes he needs a little buttering up.

When He orders you to forgive that man for whatever sin he has committed against you, He calls you to do so not because that man deserves it, but because God Himself has forgiven you (Luke 17:3—4).

Give me tender and supple and conformable affections, that as I joy with them that joy, and mourn with them that mourn, so I may fear with them that fear.

It is not my experience that life's difficulties make people more charitable.

Forgiveness is not a one-time thing that happened the day you received Christ. It is an everyday thing, for the rest of your life.

Forgiveness is a way of opening up the doors again and moving forward, whether it's a personal life or a national life.

The life of Jesus suggests that to be like Abba is to show compassion.

Never does the human soul appear so strong as when it foregoes revenge, and dares to forgive an injury.

Reversing your treatment of the man you have wronged is better than asking his forgiveness.

The love we give away is the only love we keep.