By Jeannie Ewing, Catholic Exchange, June 9, 2021
Jeannie Ewing is a Catholic spirituality writer who writes about the moving through grief, the value of redemptive suffering, and how to wait for God’s timing fruitfully. …
I gingerly picked up a faded photo from my high school album. It had been tucked away in an upstairs closet for years. For most of my adult life, I didn’t choose to revisit those old memories, because it required me to open old wounds, too. But pregnancy and childbirth, combined with chronic sleep deprivation, makes for a cocktail of vulnerability.
Something inside told me to pause, and I observed that girl I was twenty years earlier. In the photo, I was smiling with my friends. I remembered that day vividly – I felt out of place, an outlier, but my friends told me to snap out of my mood and “just smile.” So I did.
As Catholics, we tend to feel, from time to time, a sense that we are different. It’s because we are. By our baptism, we are set apart—not in a sanctimonious, superior sense, but in an anointed purpose. …