Dear God, I confess that I am not able to distinguish between my vices and mere discrepancies of my nature with the expectations that others have had of me throughout my life. In everything I do, no matter how good it is, I am aware of not fitting into some norm, breaking some standard. Help me to shed these burdens and to care only about fulfilling your will. And your will for me is that I would be happy.
Merciful Father, help me to grieve the losses that I have sustained as a woman throughout my life. Often I do not trust people to know me for who I am, but you -- I invite you to descend to the deepest recesses of my self, where I have hidden my womanhood. Teach me how to be there with you, help me to relive the pain again, but now in the union with the sufferings of your beloved Son. Help me to find safety with you, and to act from that core of my womanhood, of my humanity, always knowing the love that you have for me.
Whether or not I have sinned, and in what way, is not important. The only important thing is that you love me. Your love covers a multitude of sins.
I allow myself to be weak with you and I trust that you will find a way to bring me to your Kingdom.
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