[BLOG] The Invisible Cross

There is no threshold for suffering.

When I was younger, I often thought that I was born to be sad.

But why? I wasn’t raised in difficult circumstances and I grew up in a fine faith community. I was fortunate enough to do ballet, music, art, and I was never without educational opportunities. I had one narcissistic/disordered immediate family member and I am still working through some of the damage done there, but my childhood was hardly an L.A. social worker’s Tuesday afternoon. Yet I spent most of my teens depressed and my twenties were not much better.

I’ve often asked myself and God, But why? You might relate.

I recently read (and highly recommend) a wonderful book called “Suffering Is Never For Nothing,” by Elisabeth Elliot, the famous American missionary whose husband, Jim Elliot, was murdered by the very people he was trying to save. He and four companions were speared to death within fifteen minutes of landing in native territory. Their wives were miles away, and didn’t know they were dead for five days. His daughter…