You Were Not A Surprise To God. You Were Not A Mistake. You Are Not Disposable Or Worthless To God. God

You were not a surprise to God. You were not a mistake. You are not disposable or worthless to God. God loved you, God wanted you. You weren't created to live lost, you have a purpose. You were created by a God who doesn't make mistakes.

Do you ever think about autistic medieval nuns. I'm pretty sure there were some, it's statistically impossible there weren't nuns that were on the spectrum. Other nuns at the monastery looking at them like "Sister Margary always looks to be in peace and so content with this life, why cannot I be such a good nun as well" and then immediately start grieving about the sin of envy or some shit.

Meanwhile Margary has zero fucking idea that anyone is staring at her, busy thinking "oh man I sure fucking love having the same meal at the same time every single day, and then going back to my simple repetitive work where Nobody Fucking Talks At Me all day."

You know you're Catholic when all your non-Catholic friends are shocked to hear that you are considering being a nun.

You don't have to be like other christians. If you're different from them, that's ok. Being a christian means believing in Jesus, following Him, loving God and your neighbour. You're not following other christians, you're following God. Literally everyone can become a christian. Jesus is for everyone, not just a certain group of people.

Sometimes I forget God is right here, right next to me, right in front of me.