Amen, amen, I say to you, whoever believes has eternal life. I am the bread of life. Your ancestors ate the manna in the desert, but they died; this is the bread that comes down from heaven so that one may eat it and not die. I am the living bread that came down from heaven; whoever eats this bread will live forever; and the bread that I will give is my flesh for the life of the world. John 6:47-51
This is the second part of my story. Because all of my other writings have focused on the murder of my friend Veronica, I did not include that in this writing, though that is the pivotal moment when I began talking to God more like a friend. Perhaps I should have added that in, but it is so much a part of my other writings I wanted to show the rest of the what happened. So the turning point for me came after her murder. Here is part II
Thank you for sharing this intimate part of your life with us all. It gives hope to see that you have conquered issues with trust in God. I always hope that somehow I can pass on that kind of hope to my own children, some of whom have debilitating anxiety and depression. I will keep you in my prayers and maybe you could offer up an adoration for my kids. I would be eternally grateful…
May God continue to bless you,
Fran
Certainly Fran. I will do that. It’s a journey and doesn’t happen instantaneously (usually) but it can happen. I will keep them in my prayer.
As stated, I am eternally grateful 🙂
Sue, I went to CUA law. I remember being on the Metro and seeing a dead body near the Rhode Island Metro during my first month at law school. Welcome to washington, d.c.! Got mugged on my way back from the Franciscan monastery. Lousy neighborhood. You forgot one great guy in this story – your husband. You should write a column on him, not to swell his head, but he has stood by you.
In my prayers!
My husband is awesome. But also quite private, so I usually don’t write too much about him. He did surprise me when he wrote on my blog the Miracles and the Mother of God post. But you are right, he is a great guy. The love of my life. He definitely has stood by me and come on this crazy journey with me.
I never would have guessed this journey was yours. I should have known what when someone writes with such deep strength, it’s got to have come from pain.
Thank you.
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