I just watched a documentary about Gettysburg this evening. It was a moving, thought-provoking presentation about not only the battle itself and its tremendous cost in casualties, but also how Lincoln wanted to ensure that the sacrifices would be properly memorialized.
In that spirit, his speech included the principle that the United States needed to endure as a nation based on the idea that ALL men are created equal.
But there was another part of this documentary that I remember. A free black woman happened to have been traveling through what was the battlefield of Gettysburg. She came across wounded soldiers. Here, she displayed a tremendous capacity for forgiveness; she provided comfort, water, and food to not only wounded Union soldiers, but also those who wore the gray uniform of the Confederacy. Upon seeing this part of the documentary, I was touched by this capacity for forgiveness and compassion.
Do you have any recollections of remarkable capacity for forgiveness? In your personal life? Or as displayed by people in history?
In that spirit, his speech included the principle that the United States needed to endure as a nation based on the idea that ALL men are created equal.
But there was another part of this documentary that I remember. A free black woman happened to have been traveling through what was the battlefield of Gettysburg. She came across wounded soldiers. Here, she displayed a tremendous capacity for forgiveness; she provided comfort, water, and food to not only wounded Union soldiers, but also those who wore the gray uniform of the Confederacy. Upon seeing this part of the documentary, I was touched by this capacity for forgiveness and compassion.
Do you have any recollections of remarkable capacity for forgiveness? In your personal life? Or as displayed by people in history?
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