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The complexities of healing and forgiveness in the emotional aftermath of traumatic events often result in feelings of isolation in one's faith community. Survivor, Wendy Redroad, offers an innovative program where divine purpose is discovered in the passions. Professional recommendations & inspiration.

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nlighten faith communities to the unspoken needs of the traumatized.
Defend human dignity.
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Yield to mercy--with justice.
 

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What are the passions?

"The passions are the feelings, the emotions or the movement of the sensible appetite--natural components of human psychology--which incline a person to act or not act in view of what is perceived as good or evil. The principle passions are love and hatred, desire and fear, joy, sadness, and anger."

(Compendium CCC, 370. Libreria Editrice Vaticana, 2006) The Compendioum's source on this topic is the teaching of St. Thomas Aquinas.

Wednesday, February 19, 2014 10:43 AM

No Less Valuable When Broken

Wednesday, February 19, 2014 10:43 AM
Wednesday, February 19, 2014 10:43 AM

I have this really cool spoon rest that was crafted in Poland. A gift from a friend who lost her battle with cancer two years ago. She lived in Germany for several years and traveled all over the world. You would've loved her. My spoon rest has remained in tact for over ten years throughout the comings and goings of boys, dogs, and still more boys. It's precious to me because my friend, Adalea, is precious to me.

Last year it crashed to the floor . . . pieces everywhere. Strange as it seems, it was if I'd lost the last tangible part of her. I stooped to salvage every fragment. And then I said to her picture on the fridge, "I'm so sorry. I miss you."

The trash can was not an option. I gently placed each piece in a small hand-woven basket. Beautiful. And then I got down to business with God.

Me: Why did this have to break? It can't be for nothing.

God: Is the spoon rest less valuable to you because it's broken?

Me: No. If anything, it means more to me now.

God: When my children are broken they are no less valuable to me. The trash can is not an option.

Me: That's beautiful, God. I know Adelea is smiling. I'm so grateful that when I'm broken, you still value me. But God, any chance you'll heal my spoon rest?

When my marriage ended, it broke my heart. But Jesus has faithfully gathered every piece. Today I'm packing my bags for a retreat this weekend, where I am one of five speakers.

I'll be speaking about forgiveness. A topic I can no longer present in one pretty piece. But just like that spoon rest, it means more to me now than it did before.

He said unto his disciples, Gather up the fragments that remain, that nothing be lost (John 6:12 KJV). 

 

 

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