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Suzanne writes ... ...healing memories that live within us until the time of healing comes in the loving hands of Our Lord... |
God, my father? In my case, I was
attending a healing workshop and John was talking about infant
abandonment. As I was hurting and in so much pain, I was
thinking why? As both my parents were with me until I was 35
when Dad died and Mom is living at 88. As John continued to
talk, in an instant I realized yes I was abandon by my Father.
When I was born at the end of the war, my Father was already in the
Orient heading toward China. He was not home until I was nearly
7 months old. On morning, in an instant, I know beyond knowing that the beauty and magnitude of the Grand Canyon was symbol of God the Father. In seeing in reality the magnificence of the Grand Canyon, I could only begin to touch the mystery of God, my Father. |
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