I realized something today.
While catching up with my son and discussing he’s school week, bullying came up. Starring: little girls (class mates) moving around the school in small groups BUGGIN’
I decided to share my story with him. About a very similar young female cluster that would say nasty things about my looks engraving it to my consciousness, which later on was completely blocked and moved to the subconscious. That, I realized, affected all of my teenage years. Finally in early 20s those memories came up to the surface, causing straight up nausea, anger, and disgust. Long story short “I needed to forgive” I said. “NO!” he screams. “NO!”
My son, the sweetest thing, who attends a catholic school. (Yes, NO, not my choice actually). Attends a mass during class once a week. A place of collective worship, where Forgiveness plays a huge significance, to say the least...
I realized that my son, almost a teenage boy now, does NOT understand the concept and the importance of Forgiveness.
That is NOT what I thought you my Love..... ...
How come, can someone explain please, how come that message, while attending that place every day, did not come through??? My son who is learning about Jesus everyday I imagine, dos not want to hear about forgiveness? And NO, you don’t get to blame my son here.
I’m sorry... is it because, maybe they talk about it on that one day when he called in sick? What? What!? ... What is it exactly that they are trying to teach you my Love...
#ponderon the issue #meditateon #forgiveness ❤️ #drawing #inkdrawing #fantasyflorals by me