The Untouchables

Jill came to church today: white skinny girl, pretty but gaunt in a sexy dress and clearly pregnant. Before I knew of any of her story I felt called to go up to her. Almost as soon as I put my arms around her she burst into tears.

I found myself telling her over and over again that god wouldn't let go of her. At one point she looked me in the eyes -- challenging me because she needed the truth -- and said, How do you know? I said, "look in my eyes. Do I look like I know?" She looked. She looked at me like someone who was done with games. "Yes. You know,"

That recognition seemed to so overwhelm her that she lifted her hands up and cried and cried and laughed and laughed and praised God. She thanked him from some deep, deep well within her.

I did a lot of hands on healing work while the service was going on -- it was a pretty wild day in church....and I spent a lot of time with my hand on her belly. I watched as healing took place in her mind and spirit...I saw her get hold of a vision of Beauty for herself and her baby.....I told her I wouldn't abandon her. She believes me. Unlike Jennifer who has needed constant reassurance, this girl accepted that I was somehow 'hers.' I am a bit stunned -- god wasn't just working on her today.

she told me that she was going to help heal people more messed up than her. I believe it.

Only later did I find out all the layers of gunk that she has to walk through in order to fully know and embody the Grace that she received today. Jill is a crack addict. She has had 7 babies and all of them were taken from her. She wants her baby to be okay. She asked me if she could keep this baby. I told her that she needed to heal and to learn how to be a good mom. I asked her if she knew that was what she wanted. She said she wanted to keep this baby. She cried.

She made the decision to go to treatment tomorrow if I took her. She also needs clothes and basic toiletries. We agreed that I would pick her up tomorrow morning, take her shopping and then to the drug rehab. All the people who have loved her have pulled away from her because she has stolen from them and lied repeatedly. I told her that no matter how low she has been, there is a Way....and there is. I didn't know how low she was when I said it, but what I said was true. ♥

We had a picnic after church and she ate huge amounts of food -- something that she has not been inclined to do with her drug addiction.

I take my Jennifer to a group home on Tuesday. I wrote in an earlier blog about the healing I have seen with her (God, please let it stick!)

I didn't set out to have my heart breaking open for these messed up young women -- they are hurting babies to me...and when I see them, I see they dont appear to have anybody on their horizon who will really show up for them: show them some love and attention and care -- and they so desperately need it.
Please extend Light and Love to Jill and her baby -- agree with me that the highest Good takes place in their lives.