I don't know what to do with this prayer...it hangs in the air in front of me when I read it. I am too angry and weak to make it my own and too afraid to let go of it because of how it has changed me.
Thank you Jesus for breaking my heart and sharing yours with me.
Prayer written by an unknown prisoner in Ravensbruck concentration camp and left by the body of a dead child.
O Lord, remember not only the men and women of good will, but also those of ill will. But do not remember all the suffering they have inflicted on us; remember the fruits we have bought, thanks to this suffering --- our comradeship, our loyalty, our humility, our courage, our generosity, the greatness of heart which has grown out of all this, and when they come to judgement let all the fruits which we have borne be their forgiveness.
Oxford Book of Prayer, Oxford University Press, 2002 p.112