taken from Laura’s story
sometimes i wonder what right i have to ever talk about hope or forgiveness, about crucifixion or resurrection.
I met with John Steward this morning. John lives in Melbourne but spends two months in Rwanda each year, assisting Rwandan community workers in reflecting on how the Rwandan community heals and builds peace. The project is described in more detail here. We were talking about processes of restorative justice, of how communities and individuals learn to forgive, and begin restoration.
If you have a moment, listen to Josephine’s story… I’ve been thinking this week that words like ‘forgiveness’ and ‘hope’ are sacred, and maybe should be reserved for defining only by those who need them like oxygen…