Inspired by a True Story
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Susan is a five year old kid. Her mother prays the rosary every evening in front of the home altar. Susan does not pray the rosary with her. She just sits behind her silently. Her mother has advanced stage psoriasis on her scalp. The hair has fallen off, and it is full of pus. She cannot sleep due to extreme itchiness. This has made her very cranky.


MOTHER – Jessica, please give me a glass of cold water.

Jessica, the first maid, appears with a glass of water.

MOTHER – What is this? (Screaming.) I told you time and again, when you wash my glass, wipe it dry so there are no spots. Look, look, I can’t drink this? You imbecile. Get out of here. Gloria,
give me a glass of water.

Gloria, the second maid, appears with a glass of water. The mother throws the glass against the wall.

MOTHER – Same thing Gloria. When will you ever learn?

The two maids retreat to the kitchen, sobbing, as the mother trembles with anger.

SUSAN – (Undaunted by her mother’s anger.) Mommy, can you mix good and evil?

MOTHER – (Forgetting her anger for a moment.) Of course not. They are opposed to each other, enemies forever.

SUSAN – So, how come you pray the rosary, then scream at the maids?

The mother is silent. She embraces Susan. In tears, she goes to the two maids, and embraces them. All are now sobbing, except Susan, watching with a smile.

MOTHER – (To Jessica and Gloria) Here, take these two rosaries. I bought them in Rome. They are expensive. I will stick to this little local wooden rosary.

SUSAN – Mommy, will your prayers be heard more if your rosary is expensive?

MOTHER – No, darling, It does not matter. That’s why I keep the cheaper rosary. How come you never pray the rosary with me?

SUSAN – Of course, I pray the rosary silently behind you.

MOTHER – So let me give you a rosary.

SUSAN – I don’t need one, mommy. This is my rosary. (She puts up her two hands.)

MOTHER – Oh, ten Hail Mary’s, right? That’s nice.

SUSAN – Nope. No Hail Marys.

MOTHER – So, how do you pray then?

SUSAN – (Clasping her hand in prayer.) I just talk to Jesus and Mama Mary. They always listen to me. Let me pray now. (She closes her eyes.) Jesus, through your Mommy, please take care of my mommy, Jessica, Gloria, and me. Keep us safe, happy, and together. (She opens her eyes.) That’s it. It takes me 30 seconds. (She offers her open hands to her mother.) Kiss my hands. They are full of prayers.

From then on, after her mother prays the rosary, she and Susan go to the kitchen to Jessica and Gloria, and with clasped hands, and closed eyes, they all ‘pray the rosary’ together in silence for 30 seconds. When they finish, they embrace each other.

SUSAN – Mommy, I notice your scalp is getting better. No more itch?

MOTHER – Yes, I am surprised.

SUSAN – I am not surprised, mommy. My teacher says ‘forgiveness heals’. I think, when you embraced Jessica and Gloria, your scalp started to heal.

MOTHER – Yes, I believe so, darling.

SUSAN – Mama Mary asked Jesus to heal you because you forgave.

After a month, the scalp of Susan’s mother was completely dry and hair started growing. She slept well and never became cranky again. It was a great feat of the rosary kid to bring inner peace to their tiny simple home.

By eastwind – Bernie V. Lopez,
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On Forgiveness

You have to learn to forgive and enter the eye of the storm where there is no wind. Forgiveness heals you. Your wounds of hurt will disappear. Forgivenss makes you whole. The guy you forgive, if he still hates you, SIYA ANG LUGI (He is the loser.) Hate will consume him, while you bask in inner peace.

So you have to pray to learn to forgive, because that hatred may come back and keep bobbing up and you have to hold it down with prayer. Your ally is Jesus, prayer, Mama Mary. Love must win over hate within your heart, within the heart of each of us.

Once you have forgiven, you will not fret, you will not think of vengeance no matter how much the other guy has wounded you. You will offer love and forgiveness to counter hate and un-forgiveness. Only this way can we die a peaceful death. Your tears are as a sign that you still love them in spite of the hate and silence you feel from them. Always pray for those who hate you so that their hate may turn into love.