A friend of Philip Yancey had a marriage that had gone through rough times. One night George passed a breaking point and emotionally exploded. He pounded the table and floor. “I hate you!” he screamed at his wife. “I won’t take it anymore! I’ve had enough! I won’t go on! I won’t let it happen! No! No! No!”
Several months later his friend woke up in the middle of the night and heard strange sounds coming from the room where his two-year-old son slept. He went down the hall, stood outside his son’s door, and shivers ran through his flesh. In a soft voice, the two-year-old was repeating word for word with precise inflection the climactic argument between his mother and father. “I hate you. … I won’t take it anymore. … No! No! No!”
George realized that in some awful way he had just passed on his pain and anger and unforgiveness to the next generation. Is not that what is happening all over the world now? Apart from forgiveness, the monstrous past may awake at any time from hibernation and devour the present — and even the future.