her martyrdom began in her childhood. at eight years old, she believed fiercely in the power of prayer.
she asked her god, a frail wooden man hanging on a sturdy wooden cross, to relieve the burden of suffering in the world, if only the tiniest amount, by experiencing it herself.
she asked her god, a frail wooden man hanging on a sturdy wooden cross, to relieve the burden of suffering in the world, if only the tiniest amount, by experiencing it herself.
escapeodt:
i've made similar prayers myself. admittedly, not for the benefit of the wider global population, but for those i love who are suffering. i've lost count of how many times i've found myself wishing that i could carry the burden of someone else's pain for them. sucks that life isn't that obliging.
