Sunday, March 23, 2014

Forgiveness or rather, not forgiveness.

I am having trouble keeping my promise to myself. I promised to not hate another person, to not wish someone dead or hurt. I think I did okay when Frank Phelps died. But today I read about a man, a Father, who beat his 6 week old daughter bad enough to break her arm and put her in the freezer when she wouldn't stop crying. All I can think of is that he should be put in a freezer, with a broken arm wearing only a diaper, so he can feel what his child felt. Perhaps give him some drugs so that he doesn't really understand what is happening to him, at least for the first hour or so. Then let him regain his mental abilities and fully understand what he did to his poor little baby. Then lock him up until his daughter is at least 21, so that she can legally take care of herself and stay away from him without depending on someone else to protect her.

I guess it's a good thing she is so young. She probably won't remember any of it. The article didn't mention if she will have lasting problems because of any of this, but hopefully she will grow up just fine and won't have any lingering difficulties to deal with.

I want to forgive and turn it all over to God. But I can't stop thinking that someone should hurt him like he hurt his child. I want to be able to have only compassion for all people, but I can't when I'm dealing with people like that. I'll keep trying, maybe someday I'll be able to do that.