The church I dream of goes out onto the field of battle—not to kill and maim on either side's behalf, but to bind up wounds.
People do not float through life in the bubble that is their skin. We are grounded, dependent beings that live through the lives and deaths of others.
We are instructed to love our enemies—not necessarily to forgive them.
Setting the agenda for ecumenism
What actually happened in the encounter between Western missionaries and non-Christian peoples?