If you've ever been wronged

Last night, while driving from the appliance store to pick up a pizza, I heard a couple minutes of a radio program. Not long, but long enough to hear the program's guest read this moving prayer that was apparently written by an unknown woman in a WWII concentration camp and pinned on the body of a little girl. It was found when the allied forces freed the camp. I couldn't write it down while I drove but when I got home I did a google search for it using a couple words and found it. It was a prayer worth retrieving.

Here is the prayer: "Oh 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 rather 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 of this. And when they come to judgment, let all the fruits, which we have borne, be their forgiveness."


I'm not sure about the theology of that last sentence, but I suspect its attitude of mercy is along the lines of Christ saying of his crucifiers, "Father, forgive them, they know not what they do."