Saturday, May 16, 2015
LEGACY OF ANGELS
The next day, Claudia looked through the books for all she could find about forgiveness. Yet it troubled her she couldn't let go of the hatred and especially the fear of those who had abused and betrayed her.
When Patrick returned, she asked him what she was doing wrong.
"Nothing," Patrick said.
"But I want to hold on to the hatred."
"The need for survival is very strong in our physical bodies. Forgiveness doesn't mean you have to tolerate more abuse. It means simply releasing the experience so it no longer controls you. The abuser may choose to heal or not on this physical plane, but you have every right to protect yourself."
Claudia nodded thoughtfully. "Will you help me?"
Patrick inclined his head in agreement. "May I put my hand on your head?"
However, as he touched Claudia, heat sizzled in his hand. Forgive me, Father...
He snatched his hand away and took a step back. Unaware of his reaction, Claudia sat quietly with her eyes closed. The words that came to him were not the repetitive prayers drilled into him in seminary, but the quiet meditation found in one of the books in his sanctuary.
"As the rain falls on the earth, let my body be cleansed. As the wind blows away the clouds, let my heart find peace. As the sun rises on the horizon, let my soul shine with its warmth. Amen."
Claudia took a deep breath, opened her eyes and smiled at him. "Thank you."
The look in her eyes touched Patrick's soul, nudging away the darkness that had haunted him for many years. Long after she rolled herself in a blanket and fell asleep, Patrick sat staring into the fire. Something stirred in his heart he hadn't felt for a very long time.
Claudia had asked for his help. Yet in her trust, Patrick found his own hope. Was it possible his unknown wound was healing? Could he find the light again without knowing what caused the darkness?
(Excerpt from Legacy of Angels, copyright Genie Gabriel)