A God of Hurt

It was a little girl's cry,
spoken in a little girl's voice,
"Don't Hurt Me."

I had been doing my c.p.
(centering prayer)
when I realized there was
as Father Keating would
say an Unloading of the Unconscious.


My thoughts had wandered off to
why can't I easily offer myself and
my actions to doing God's will in
my daily life.

the reply -

Well, because God is a God of Hurt,
and left to His devices he would certainly
send me trials of hurt - trials that I couldn't handle.

I heard a little girl's voice cry out,
my little girl voice cry out,
"Don't Hurt Me."

Well, there it was
the God of Hurt.
He was out to get me.
He was out to hurt me.
 It was inevitable.

If I did God's will -
Sure, he might send me good things but -
well, he  might send me an incurable disease like cancer;
or he might cause me financial ruin, like make me broke,
or he might make me unhappy in love,
he could even hurt those close to me,
and send me some other horrible calamity -


and then I'd have to rise to the situation and become a better person -
well, no, I don't think so.  I'm not up to that.

I think I'd rather do my own will
and take a chance of being happy my way

because certainly I'm not going to wish a catastrophe on me, right?
Wrong.

A God of Hurt
Wow
With all my other definitions of God,
God of Mercy
God of Love
God of Compassion
along
with all these God's
there is my God
my little girl God
A God of Hurt.

Something to think about Doris.