Have you ever been just drawn to something?
And I’m not talking the bakery case at the grocery store. Or the shoe department at Nordstrom.
I’m talking, a soul pull. A spirit attraction.
Ever since I’ve been home during my mom’s stroke recovery, I’ve discovered a little place in our house that I keep finding myself sitting in. Just ending up there.
It’s a little sitting area in front of the fire place, and focal point of this nook is a beautiful painting of Jesus. It’s called the image of the Divine Mercy. Perhaps you’ve heard of it.
Now, to be honest, I’ve never really considered myself a “religious art person.” I mean, I think it’s beautiful and great for, say, a church, but I don’t know. I’ve just never really given it much contemplation.
Until, of course, now.
And I was sitting in my little chair, looking at the painting, letting Jesus’ face make an impression on me, when my mom came in and sat next to me.
“You know the story behind this painting, right?”
And, truthfully, I didn’t. I know we got it a long time ago, but I just figured my mom’s bible study class gifted it to her as an end-of-year teacher gift.
“I got this when you were going through your anorexia.”
My eating disorder took a toll on my family. It pushed everyone involved to their breaking point. Tested their faith. Shook their foundation.
And during those tumultuous years, my mom spent a lot of time over at church at the adoration chapel praying for me.
She felt out of control. She was watching her little girl waste away and there was nothing she could do. She felt her hands were tied.
And so one day she went and talked to our beloved family friend/priest. And he told her to go get an image of the Divine Mercy.
And so my mom went to our local Christian shop, and wouldn’t you know, as she was pulling up, the owner was unloading a large, beautiful canvas painting of the Divine Mercy. She said, “I’ll take it,” before they even got it in the door.
She was scared, out of ideas, out of hope. And the thing about the Divine Mercy is that at the bottom, is the phrase, “Jesus I trust in You.”
That’s what the Divine Mercy is all about: Trusting in Jesus’ goodness and mercy when all seems lost. When life is scary and your soul is going through a period of unrest.
Jesus I trust in You.
That was the phrase that got my mom through her terrifying season when my anorexia was raging.
And now, when the tables are turned, this phrase has been my source of comfort and peace when I’m scared, and searching for hope and courage.
Jesus I trust in You.
He never promised us an easy life. But He did promise us that He’d always be with us, to give us comfort and strength.
Leave it to Jesus to show up in the most meaningful of ways.
I guess, it’s as they say: Like mother, like daughter.
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