Tuesday, February 11, 2025

Mom

 Fortunately, for my religious education, I had a loving mother.  When I messed up with Mom, I might feel guilty, but powerless to make things right.  I was but a kid, with few resources.  But my mother still loved me.  She might correct me but it was for my betterment, not just to punish me.  So, when I went to school and the sisters talked about a loving God, one who loved me even when I messed up and could not fix things, I had a comparison with my Mom.  A lot of kids do not have this, so such an idea of God is but a myth.  

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