Anger and Forgiveness

My anger at the Children of the sixties for ruining the World

I recently woke up and realized that I have allowed hate to feaster in my heart. Granted it sprang from a righteous hate of evil—but it became an unforgiving hate of unrepentant sinners. Men who deserve my pity and prayers, not my hate. Men whose hearts are hardened and whose ears are stopped up, who look upon evil calling it good, but when glimpsing good shrink away calling it evil.

I am a child of the post Christian world. I have felt the world's despair and have been sicken by it, my mind is corrupted by the spirit of this age, and my vision tainted by it. My parent's generation, possibly unwittingly, brought about the final battle against the Christian West and after after centuries of siege its great walls fell. Europe, which was the faith, forsook its strong foundations. Now many things of great beauty have been destroyed. However worse than the destruction of Christian art, thinking, and culture is the destruction of the Christian paradigm of man as an icon, an image and likeness of God.

Our age is in the grips of the sickeness unto death and still these wise fools continue along their path to destruction closing their eyes to all the misery their lies have caused. They say naively, “a little more power, a little more time, we must stay the course and we will be the saviors of mankind.” They continue on their path, with some defections by those who see the errors of their ways, they continue down the path of destruction their backs to the Light. They have lead many into errors, their errors abound, so that even those men of good will who's hearts repent have a difficult time returning to the fold. They cooperate with evil, destroying and negating the goodness of creation.

These men and women have sinned greatly against their children. However for the first time I realize that if I continued down the path of hate their sins have kindled in my heart I would soon end up like them. And so I resolve to pray for them, to forgive them, and to see in them the eclipsed icon of Christ.