There Are Spaces Of Sorrow Only God

I Keep Thinking Of The Gifts Of My Own Upbringing, Which I Once Took For Granted: I Can Read Any Book I Choose And Comprehend It. I Can Write A Complete Sentence And Punctuate It Correctly. If I Need Help, I Can Call On Judges, Attorneys, Educators, Ministers. I Wonder What I Would Be Like If I Had Grown Up Without Such Protections And Supports. What Cracks Would Have Turned Up In My Character?

Mercy Is "stronger And More God-like Than Vengeance".

I Saw The Suffering And I Let Myself Feel It… I Saw The Injustice And Was Compelled To Do Something About It. I Changed From Being A Nun Who Only Prayed For The Suffering World To A Woman With My Sleeves Rolled Up, Living My Prayer.

The Important Thing Is That When Your Come To Understand Something You Act On It, No Matter How Small That Act Is. Eventually It Will Take You Where You Need To Go.

To Err Is Human, To Forgive Is Divine.