October is National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness month, and
Oct. 15 is the Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day. This year I
was painfully aware of the day as friends posted their remembrances on
social media. I kept thinking about how a year ago I was pregnant with
our baby who passed out of me in early November. I could not muster the
emotional strength to face the day publicly, so I held onto my three
miscarried babies in my heart. I thought I had made it through my
grieving, but perhaps not.
When I went on a silent four day Ignatian retreat last weekend, I did
not plan on praying about my miscarriages. In fact, during the four
days of the retreat, I barely thought of them. I went through the
Ignatian exercises facing other spiritual things. I got to the point
where I though I had gotten all I needed on this retreat (i.e., cried
all of my tears), and I would just rest peacefully with God.
But on Sunday morning, the retreat director encouraged us to allow
God to give us the extra graces he still had to offer us. In fact, the
last short day of the retreat was often when one received more graces. I
took his advice to heart and decided to be open to the movements of the
Holy Spirit...
Read the rest at the National Catholic Register...
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