This morning a servant of the cloth cast judgement upon me, already I forgive him.
In life we do not always fit into into tidy packages, that does not make us a lesser human being.
I chose not to present him with my achievements as I do not require his validation.
The Mother of God I am not, the Mother of a beautiful child I am.
Forgiveness is not what I seek, but my forgiveness I grant to him.
He blessed us as we left the room. In my mind I sought blessing for him. I forgive you for your assumptions and judgement. For the good learn from those who treat them unkindly.
Go in peace now and learn to love one as all.