The Sixth Street Bridge

The Sixth Street Bridge
At the tender age of 17, I walked across this bridge, alone, into Downtown Pittsburgh, with $300 in my pocket that my mother had given me to get an abortion. I went into the Fulton Building (in the picture) and did what I was told to do. I didn't have a choice - if I did, I wouldn't have chosen abortion.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Divine Mercy in My Soul

Hopefully this weekend I'll get a copy of St. Faustina's Diary.  After the last week or so and with what I have coming up in the next month or so - I need Divine Mercy in My Soul. I have it in my head, sometimes in my heart, I've felt it in my soul.  But, I need some practice in keeping it in all of me so that nothing shakes this most important truth that sometimes is the only thing that keeps me going. 

1 comment:

  1. I love St Faustina's Diary. It's vyer powerful. Also, I strongly recommend a book called "Consoling the Heart of Jesus", it's sort of like a mini retreat/consecration to Jesus and Mary, by Michael Gaitley, a Marian priest.