Unforgiveness is the hard stone on which the verbally skilled sharpen their words.

I have seen this again and again and I believe others too, are coming to the conclusion that argument is becoming a futile stalemate. No one gives up, no one admits they are wrong, no one yields the point. Age old grudges that have enveloped whole cultures and set them against one another, have become the god's that command us to our deaths. These gods need to be put to death so that forgiveness can have a chance to speak its piece.

But until then, the speech makers who hate the other culture will continue to craft the very best and latest argument thinking, "now, at last, I will convince all that I am right." But that never happens, does it? So we go on, fighting with words and with auto-cannons, pulse lasers, smart bombs, etc., killing and being killed.

How sure are you, really, that you are right and that your culture holds the most logical position or God's truth or the best option?

Certainly, yes, we need to follow what we believe to be the 'better angels of our nature.' But at what point will we become willing to hold some parts of our opinions just a little more loosely? Are we so afraid of occasionally being wrong? Is humility so distasteful that we never drink it?

More and more, I am coming to the point where I admire more the art of a person's argument than the point he or she is arguing. More and more I am inclined to say, "what a beautiful argument, but I don't believe a word you are saying."

Unforgiveness has always been the most crafted and convincing liar.