I recently bought the book "Beloved Daughter" to give to my granddaughters for Valentines Day. Written by Carrie Daunt and beautifully illustrated by a good friend of mine, Michael Corsini, it speaks to the unconditional love of God the Father and the value and dignity of each "beloved daughter" in His eyes.
Although I am way past the age it is intended for, I could not help but be captivated by the bold proclamations of our worth in the eyes of God the Father. At one point I felt I was actually lost in His embrace.
It truly is a simple, beautiful book that speaks to the heart and soul.
As I read through it more than once, I could not help thinking of how it would speak to the many women in our Entering Canaan Ministry for those who have had an abortion, who very often have a huge gapping wound where the love of a father should be. I should know, I am one of them.
I’ve always had a problem connecting to God the Father. In some respects he was in line with the Wizard of OZ. Mysterious and scary and someone I did not want to run across, although like Dorothy I knew I had to if I ever wanted to make it "home". I just did not know how to do it.
I’ve been consecrated to Mary through St Louis De Montfort "True Devotion" for over 3o years. She has guided my life leading me to the heart of her Son but I've struggled with allowing and knowing the love of the father.
My earthly father was emotionally distant and I never was nurtured by him or told I was loved. When I became pregnant as a teen (obviously looking
for love in all the wrong places), he compacted this deep wound by kicking me out of the house, disowning me and pressuring me to abort my unborn child.
This deep abandonment of my earthly father was something I carried with me for years bringing it into all my relationships as I grieved the death of my unborn child and tried to learn what love was.
Thankfully, through my faith, I have been able to journey to the Hearts of Mary and Jesus which then gently led me to the heart of the Father. A father
who is not distant, but embraces me and loves me, and each one of us, unconditionally.
I am not alone. Sadly, so many in the ministry have never felt the love of a father, often leading to broken lives devoid of love. It is only through the grace of the sacraments and meeting Him in their wounds that they receive the healing they need to live a life of faith grounded in His love.
I am excited to give this book to my grandchildren.
At the end of the book Carrie invites parent to read the proclamations to their children "over and over" again. It is a great reminder for them of their worth.
In a world searching for love in all the wrong places I pray they and all who read this beautiful ittle book, come to see all they need is right in front of them in the loving embrace of God the Father!
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