The second Psalm's quip in this morning's Monday Week I prayer:
The Father's voice proclaimed: "This is my beloved Son" (Matthew 3:17)
How many of us crave those words from our own father? How many of us remain devoid of loving and kind words at all?
Yet, God the Father made it clear that He loves is Son.
So, somehow, it is possible that He loves us too?!?
Be still and know that I am God (Psalm 46:11)
As one who grew up fatherless that empty space _can_ be filled. To some degree perhaps by one who would become a Foster Father as did happen with me.
But, it takes a lot of patient prayer in the Quiet and also healing before we can hear those whispered words:
You are my beloved son …
You are my beloved daughter …
He must love us! He gave up His only Son to break the bonds of sin and death.
Truly, we need to somehow learn to _believe_ those words and actions and _trust_ that we will not be betrayed by Him, His Son, and His Holy Spirit that resides within us.
That somehow is found in the Mass. It is found in learning to live the Lord's Sacrifice on the Altar and receiving His Body and Blood as often as we can.
It is also found in the Sacrament of Reconciliation/Confession. When we open our heart to the Most Precious Blood that pours down upon us in absolution after we confess our sins, we call it "Soul Laundry" in our family, we can be healed and our blinders/blind spots peeled away.
We have the tools. We just need to use them! :)