This is another story I got from the book Ripples of joy. The act of forgiving others is the best virtue that exercises.
A man’s child was killed by a neighbor’s dog. Revenge would not long satisfy this man, so he found a better way to relieve the agony of his heart. That year a famine had plagued the people, and the neighbor’s fields lay bare-he had no corn to plant for the next year’s harvest. So the grieving father one night sowed the neighbor’s field. His reason? “I sowed seed in my enemy’s field that God might exist.”
A man’s child was killed by a neighbor’s dog. Revenge would not long satisfy this man, so he found a better way to relieve the agony of his heart. That year a famine had plagued the people, and the neighbor’s fields lay bare-he had no corn to plant for the next year’s harvest. So the grieving father one night sowed the neighbor’s field. His reason? “I sowed seed in my enemy’s field that God might exist.”
