Reflections on loving God, being Catholic, being a woman, being ill, loving life and anything else that comes to mind.
I have spent the past nine months trying to write Loved As If so as not to offend anyone or trigger any painful memories in those who have been abused. It's been a dismal failure. So here is the beginning of my stripped down rewrite. If I don't tell the brutal story, the miracles of healing will not be miracles at all. Your comments would be most appreciated. Please share.
Dearest Lord Jesus Christ,
Please heal my memory and sensibilities so I may remain aware of and live the life You have given me today. Please make my memory and sensibilities able to distinguish between experiences in my past and experiences today. If it is Your will, grant me the ability to use the memory of offenses committed against me in the past to aid in healing those who have been abused and offended as well as those who abuse and offend the little ones whom You love so dearly. And dearest, dearest Lord, please commission me as You commissioned Lucia, Francisco and Jacinta though Your dear Mother to pray and sacrifice on behalf of poor sinners. Amen.
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