From The Diary of Anne Frank:
“In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I simply can’t build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion, misery, and death.
I see the world gradually being turned into a wilderness, I hear the ever approaching thunder, which will destroy us too, I can feel the sufferings of millions and yet, if I look up into the heavens, I think that it will all come right, that this cruelty too will end, and that peace and tranquility will return again.”
Part of why I believe this too is that the alternative is too depressing to consider.
So what happens when people hurt us, or when someone else to us does something totally unexpected? I guess we have to think about context, try to see it from their perspective, and so on.
And even when we’re wronged, I think we have to have grace. Again, what’s the alternative to that? To refuse grace only hurts us in the end.