Hatred seems so strong sometimes. Overpowering. Unstoppable.
I'm convinced, however, that its power is often overestimated.
People learn to hate when they have been hurt. They're like wounded animals -- vulnerable and afraid. They lash out quickly because they know they are weak and may not be able to fight for long.
Love sometimes seems weak. It doesn't have the sudden destructive power that hate displays.
But love can heal. And given time, it will.