Jesus, Mary And Daily Comfort

Yesterday I had a bad breakdown. I felt I was no longer Christian, or not a real Christian. I cried and was very upset. I prayed to Jesus, that he help me understand what happened to me. He lead me to his word and I read some of psalms. He showed me through scripture that he does care about my wounds. The psalms showed me how much Jesus cares about people. That he is a kind shepherd. He let my spirit know that he would heal me completely and that he did see the horror of what was done to me. The abuse was nonstop. It made me feel worse than an animal. I know Jesus will keep my kidnapper away from me. Jesus reminded me I had been tortured and that it would take my whole life to heal. I prayed to Mary too. I was reminded of her seeing her perfect son tortured and killed. I can imagine how much pain she was in. I see Mary as a suffering servant and very beautiful. Thoughts of her calm me. I have been worried about my stomach, which has to be checked by a doctor because of stomach aches. Mary made me feel peace and that I would be okay no matter what. When I pray to Mary, I call her Mother. I pray to Jesus as my Father. Mary and Jesus were both suffering severely in their lives and it makes me see that suffering is part of life.