The questions I asked
My questions I asked at the meeting I went to the other night were about love.
First I asked: Do our souls, as well as our individuality, also long for love?
My second question concerned the following:
I heard that there was a man who had been found guilty of war crimes and had not been found all these years and so was free. We’re talking about 60 years or so.
Recently, this now old man had been discovered, arrested, and imprisoned. It was terrible, whatever he had done, yet now he was in his late 80’s and fatally ill, as I remember. Could he not have been left at home to die with, perhaps, people around him who loved him? Not in a prison where no one would love him?
In his days of infamy, he had lacked compassion, yet it would seem to me that we could have compassion.
And how do we know now who he had become? It could be that he was a different man altogether now. And is it a question about him at all? Isn’t it a question about us?
If this arrested man had not been ill, would I feel the same? I don’t know. Maybe. Maybe not. If this man had still been young, I wouldn’t have thought about it too much. Yet, at the same time, I question the whole idea of punishment and imprisonment.
Did this man who had been heartless — was this his role to play? At the time, could he have done otherwise? I mean, was he bound to follow his script? Just as Oskar Schindler in Schindler’s List had a quite different role to play. I wonder.
What are your thoughts and feelings about these matters?
Godwriting is a blog by Gloria Wendroff and is about Gloria's daily life as the Godwriter of the Heavenletters project that is having a profound effect on the lives of people around the world.

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