On a womens healing retreat, our retreat leader, Fr. Philip Scott (www.familiadejesusperu.org) entreated us to explore the circumstances of our own conception, of our mother’s pregnancy and of our birth, and further to ask Father to reveal his delight, heavens delight in us, regardless of our circumstances. I found a quiet place to be with God and my thoughts.
I am blessed to have been born into a time and place of relative peace and national affluence. Still, my coming into this life was not without hardship. In one of our many beautiful moments of sharing before she passed into eternity, my mother had shared with me that she was angry to find herself pregnant with me. She had birthed two children in as many years. Having birthed my sister just three months earlier, this new pregnancy was both unexpected and not ideal, particularly with a traveling husband, living far from her own mother, and with no help in the home. She was angry to be in this position, and mostly alone.
As I settled, with Jesus as my guide, to consider these circumstances and the toll this third pregnancy must have taken on my mother, I saw myself, a fetus in the womb, shrinking back against the walls of my home. I knew, I could sense my mother's emotion. I turned to God to say, "Why" and these words came to me, “In the beginning God made me.” I understood that God, my Father, was going to tell me a story.
I got out my journal and pen and began to write. This is my story, but it could just as easily be yours with a few minor changes to the details. Make it your own!
In the beginning God made me. He wanted me. He saw me. He set out to find the perfect people to be my parents, perfect for starting me on my path to holiness. My parents would be in charge not only of me, but of four other precious souls that God had envisioned in his perfect plan for me.