I'll never forget the time that I was treated so badly when...
[The following are excerpts from six conversations with people who are trying to find their way home; people who in the past had sought support from their church and felt they were treated badly.]
[The following was written in an effort to respond in general to all six stories and the hundreds of others not listed.]
When things go wrong in our lives and the church you depend on (religious or laity) treats you badly it hurts deeply. As a church and as individuals, we need to be compassionate and careful not to judge others, for better or worse. We all have our own pain, our own and guilt, and our own struggle to forgive ourselves even when God already has.
The journey home for many including myself is, and perhaps always will be, a rocky one and moving beyond the hurt is a real challenge. Jesus never promised it would be easy to pick up the cross and follow him so I continue to advocate for change from within; consult the rule of St Benedict when I need guidance; listen closely and try to hear what God is telling me; fall down, get up and start over again each day. Father Frascadore speaks of a woman who started her day by praying "help me, help me" and ended her day be praying "thank you, thank you". These are both wise people worth listening to.
I hope you will give us a chance to show you that the "rotten apples" have not spoiled the entire harvest; the church can be a wonderful source of support.