William Horsak's Story, Told by His
An excerpt from the book
Cross in the Background, by Randy D.
In Lieu of
Victims of PTSD, and the
victim?s families, cannot understand the concept of
forgiveness, aside from the grace of Almighty
must dig deep into our souls and find the capacity to forgive
and forgive and forgive, regardless of the circumstances.
It is not that the victims are crazy, but rather
they have been so traumatized that they are not who God created
them to be. It is not their fault. It everyone?s fault.
It is sins fault. Like the soldiers who crucified our Lord,
they just know not what they do.
Years before he died, the
fact that I could not recall my father ever telling me that he
loved me waxed stronger and stronger on me. Finally, I sought
counsel. After explaining this to my counselor at length, he
wisely suggested that I write a letter to my father,
explaining my frustration, and then tearing it up and tossing
it in the trash can, and moving on with my life. My father
would never know my feelings, and I would be much, much
That's what I
Almost two years before
his death, on November 9, 2007, I wrote a
Yes, I wrote the letter
and then tore it up.
Now, that was a great
alternative to forgiving my father, was it not? It was so well
written. Grammatically correct, and just the right length,
with correct punctuation. It came from the heart,
It made me feel good,
You meet with a counselor
for 45 minutes. He brags about his education and counseling
expertise for 30 minutes, he listens to you for 15 minutes,
and then he suggests that you write a letter. He charges you
$150. You write the letter, and tear it up.
You re-write the letter,
and tear it up again. You re-write it again and again. You
really don't know what to say. So, you destroy it. That makes
it all well and fine.
You feel better. Much
You did the right
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