Jesus proposed a parable to the crowds.
“The Kingdom of heaven may be likened to a man
who sowed good seed in his field.
While everyone was asleep his enemy came
and sowed weeds all through the wheat, and then went off.
When the crop grew and bore fruit, the weeds appeared as well.
The slaves of the householder came to him and said,
‘Master, did you not sow good seed in your field?
Where have the weeds come from?’
He answered, ‘An enemy has done this.’
His slaves said to him, ‘Do you want us to go and pull them up?’
He replied, ‘No, if you pull up the weeds
you might uproot the wheat along with them.
Let them grow together until harvest;
then at harvest time I will say to the harvesters,
“First collect the weeds and tie them in bundles for burning;
but gather the wheat into my barn.” Matthew 13:24-30
He's going to do what? Collect the weeds and tie them in bundles for BURNING? Oh dear!
As angry as I get with some people, I don't want them to, uh, burn! But that's what Our Lord appears to be saying don't you think?
After my mother died, I would have moments where I was still so angry with her! Once I shook my fist at the heavens and screamed, "You (meaning God) better punish her!"
I instantly stopped. How DID I want her to be punished? Did I want her to burn in hell for all eternity? I gulped back my tears. I knew that wasn't what I wanted. I realized that it wasn't my business. It was between her and God. I had to let it go.
If I believe in God's forgiveness, then I believe in it for everyone, including the one who hurt me the most.