"The priest began the service by saying that no one knows “why God chose to take Joshua on his due date, but God did choose to do this and we must accept his decision”. I thought: What did you say??? God did this? God intentionally took my beloved son from me before I even got a minute with him alive in my arms? You are saying God did this and I must accept it because God knows best?? I literally bit my tongue because I wanted to scream at the priest and run out of the chapel. I simply shook my head, buried my face in my husband’s shoulder, looked at a picture of my Joshua and wept. I didn’t hear another word the priest said. I was devastated and I felt my church had injured me twice during the worst time of my life. I asked for comfort and I received pain. I can’t step into a Catholic church now. I can’t refer to myself as Catholic. I wish I’d had no contact with any priest in the days following Joshua’s death. It was hard enough to loose a child. Because of those priests I’ve also lost my faith." Lynda |
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