An Apology

There’s no other way to put it — words can’t adorn the fact that my comments in my recent column about the power of Wilsonian, Driscollian, Piperian words deeply wounded a friend of mine, who was one of the two women whose conversation I melded into one and then drew my comments from.

S. called me and was very angry and even more hurt that I would take the essence of a private conversation and use it to illustrate a point. While I in no way made it possible to identify her, and I think I correctly represented hers and the other woman’s thoughts on slavery and Biblical literalism, I hurt her. For that, I’m profoundly sorry. I suspect she won’t readily forgive me, nor understand that I didn’t intend to hurt her as I did (not as she thinks I did, but as I DID), but if I sinned publicly against her, I need to apologize publicly. And I do.

There is no issue so vital that I can violate the confidence of friends who disagree with me, and S. believes that I did. While it wasn’t my intent, I apologized and, as is my practice in Prevailing Winds, acknowledge my wrong publicly, specifically, and immediately upon becoming aware of it. I do so now and ask the Spirit to cleanse whatever part of my heart isn’t bringing forth light.

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