When there are no words...

Let the people be cherished. 

Let the stories be told. 

Let the truth be heard. 

Let the pain discomfort us. 

Let the hurt be held gently but firmly in the sacred space of healing and resolve. 

Let our hearts be infinite abysses of love and compassion.

 Let our lips speak when needed and hush when it's necessary.

 Let our eyes be opened to the blindness which enveloped our Church, our society, our country.

 Let our ears hear with kindness and commitment, our response be of promise.

 Above all, let it never happen again. 

#motherandbabyhomes #KyrieEleison

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