Nineteen years ago, your mother carried you in her womb,
if she had gone to a doctor and told him,
I don't want this baby,
you would not be in this room having confession.
That in itself is an act of love.
something that the priest told me yesterday,
and it stunned me,
for one reason.
My coming into this world was due to an act of love.
But how do I treat others in this world?
after being given such a gift,
do I give back to the world the same love that I was given?
it will be something difficult I admit,
but it's something that i would like to be able to achieve.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
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