CORPUS CHRISTI: "THESE CHILDREN"

Today is Corpus Christi Sunday.  The body and blood of Christ.  My post today follows one I wrote about the 215 Indigenous children's bodies found in an unmarked grave at a residential school in Kamloops B.C.

"These children" who died in residential schools make me think also of all the children lost to abortion.  How many thousands do they number?  Can we even bare to think about where their unmarked graves are?

NO.  It is too much to bear.  But God gives us the perfect people and communities to help us in due time.  On this Corpus Christi Sunday I want to thank two special communities who helped me find closure for an abortion I had in my early 20's.

The Salvation Army and The Sisters of Life.

"Blessed are those who mourn for they shall be comforted and consoled" (Matthew 4:5). 

Do more people need to grieve their private losses together across faiths and cultures in order for us to have any hope of peace.  In order to achieve truth and reconciliation? I think it helps.

Have we been seduced by the world into an unhealthy focus on our own faith groups, our own nationalities, our own neighbourhood, interest group, political party?

Questions like this make me wonder what will post-pandemic times look like for us? Pandemic times create "strange bedfellows". 

What's it going to look like, who knows?  But I'm thinking of the Jimmy Buffett song, "We are the People our Parents Warned us About".  

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9GW-Y6PB5EM

Happy Feast of Corpus Christi!

Cb

 

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Pilgrimage for my daughter Abby:  

To the Salvation Army Memorial For Stillborn and Miscarried Children 

Highland Memory Gardens, Toronto, Canada

June 19, 2020

 (Thank you Lt. Carolina, Mj. Barbara, Lois!) 

https://www.scarboroughcitadel.ca/

https://sistersoflife.org/where-we-are/toronto/

https://sistersoflife.org/let-love-podcast/

 💕

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