Restorative Justice

In the past few years, I've had opportunity to do a few articles on the topic of restorative justice.  This does not make me an expert, but has certainly provided me with much food for thought.

When our son was little, he stole a roll of candies from the corner store. When I asked him where he'd gotten the candy and he confessed, we talked about why stealing is wrong, and how we should correct this situation. Together we walked back to the store, where he faced the store owner, admitted what he had done, and apologized. I don't think he ever stole anything again (at least not to my knowledge). This is a very simple example of restorative justice.

A website dedicated to restorative justice, defines it as a theory of justice that emphasizes repairing the harm caused or revealed by criminal behavior. It is best accomplished through cooperative processes that include all stakeholders. 

It is in our human nature to seek retribution when we or our loved ones are violated in some way. Our whole sense of what's fair in a situation comes into play. We want the offender to pay for their deeds. It is difficult to think otherwise when we have lost something or someone through crime.

I am not excusing criminal behavior or consequences for crimes committed. I believe that justice includes accountability for the offender. The question is, what is appropriate? Is there more than just a sentence that needs to be served? How can healing take place? After all, that should be the goal, should it not?  Healing for the offended - and, dare I suggest it? - for the offender.

As the name suggests, restoration is the premise of the restorative justice process.  It's easy for victims of violence to become entrenched in a cycle of hatred, revenge and a victim mentality, a cycle non-conducive to healing. The cycle, while understandable, begets further hatred and possible violence. Some kind of intervention is helpful in ending the cycle.

Restorative justice, where both victim and offender are willing, brings both parties together. It allows the offender to offer sincere regret for what they've done, to acknowledge their part in altering the lives of the offended, and to take responsibility for their actions. The victims or their families are given the opportunity to hear and acknowledge the apology - to know there is some regret on the part of the offender.

Confession provides healing, even if punishment is still due. It's a relief to confess what has been festering inside our souls. Hearing someone confess to us can also provide opportunity for mercy to make an appearance. Apologies do not remove effects of a crime. Mercy or forgiveness does not preclude a sentence fitting the crime. It does ease the heart of both parties to some degree. It can help to end the cycle of hatred and violence.

RJ is not a quick fix. Working through loss towards mercy or through guilt towards freedom can take a lifetime. We have heard the saying 'an eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth.'  But now, have been shown a better way.

Paying Attention in the New Year

Another year passed, a new one begun - Happy New Year!  May 2014 be a year in which truth, peace and love are evident in our own lives, and also globally.

I went for a long walk this morning, and (no surprise) noticed many people out walking or running.  This is the day when we turn over a new leaf, set our goals for another year.  The calendar has turned to a page that is fresh and white, with a new number - 2014. Could this be the year our dreams become reality? The possibilities are endless. The old is gone, the new is here - we get to re-draw the picture, or re-write the script.  It's an opportunity too good to miss. 

It feels good to have another chance, doesn't it?  As a kid, I remember - every September - entering a new classroom, getting new notebooks, and writing beautifully in those clean, perfect notebooks for at least the first week. But then the assignments piled up, I started to hurry, and got careless.  Pretty soon, my writing was looking messy (no wonder we called our notebooks 'scribblers').  And every September I'd try again.  I never gave up.

Looking back through several  journal entries, I notice that each year, the goals I come up with are often very similar to what I resolved in previous years.  Maybe this is because I never really 'arrive'.  Most times, my determination holds strong for a few months, until I (ever so slowly) slide back into old familiar habits.  I start to eat the wrong foods, I neglect to set specific time aside for my spiritual growth, I grow weary of searching out publishers for my work.

It's likely that I'm not alone in this.  If everyone met their goals, being granted new opportunities in a new year wouldn't be nearly as appealing. There would be no talk of New Years' resolutions. If we accomplished our goals, we wouldn't need that fresh calendar page to give us hope.  We'd simply carry on from one success to the next.  But our personalities, formative influences and circumstances often hamper our ability to be persistent and consistent.

What comforts me in all of this is that I don't need a new year to begin again.  Every day affords a fresh start; God gives me that opportunity with each new sunrise.

But this I call to mind and therefore I have hope: The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. (Lam 3:21-23)

God's mercies are there to pick me up, and they're never ending. How amazing is that? No matter how many times I'm stuck in my failure, He urges me to acknowledge my weakness, submit it to Him, and move on with renewed hope in His faithfulness. 

The other thing that comforts me is that I've got Someone in my corner - not just passively watching, but leading me forward, providing all I need. If I'm paying attention, I'll notice that the path is laid out for me.  The canvas and the page have been well prepared.

I am about to do a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert. (Isaiah 43:19)

A new thing - the desert's gonna bloom!  Forgetting the past, leaving my failures behind, I have new hope, knowing I'm loved for who I am, and that my dreams are valued.  So I resolve to pay attention; I'm eager to perceive the newness that's ready to spring forth!  How about you?