Today was the Feast of the conversion of St. Paul, who saw a bright light, fell to the ground, and was blind until another man was sent to heal him. We all have our roads to Damascus where we become disoriented and need someone to lead us back to the right way. We may not have known we were so far astray. We may not have understood how bad our behaviour was or how much damage we had done, but we all have those moments when the Light gets through and knocks us off our feet. Suddenly everything makes sense and the remorse can be overwhelming. The transformation that can occur when we let the Light in is amazing, as painful and frightening as it is.

Do you have a moment of realizing that what you were doing was not building the Kingdom of God but rather tearing it down?

Peace,

Suzanne