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Oh how our hearts can bleed and ache with pain and love.... Last weekend, that beautiful Palm Sunday morning, as I found myself in the utter wretchedness of losing a longed-for, desired-for with all of my heart child, I sat a moment in silence and drank in the words of one of my favorite prayers.... Hail Mary, Full of Grace, the Lord is with Thee....
....and then my heart gave a lurch as I pondered HER hard-fought love. This teenager, this girl, this mother, who could do nothing but watch as her dear child was dragged before court, betrayed, denied, and indeed put to death in front of her eyes. My GOD. Her GOD. Her LIFE. My LIFE. .... And suddenly, my little life, in fact my very belief that what I was experiencing was hard love, was simply all tangled up into that mystical grace....
A Hard Love that I am ever so grateful for, and yes, only wish that I had the grace to truly understand....
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Oh wow. Way to many emotions today to be able to write with a clear head and heart....but I believe that what appeared is what needed to. That is the beauty of un-edited stream-of-consciousness writing, I suppose...
May your heart be blessed this Easter...
