father's punishing hand

November 17, 2012 10:04 pm

What do I do when you say that all is lost, that you’ve spoilt everything and that nothing makes sense any more?

I wipe your tears. Then I put my hand on your head and I say: My Child, My beautiful and beloved Child.

Jesus

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