a testimony

“I will give thanks to thee, O Lord my God….For great is thy steadfast love toward me; thou hast delivered my soul from the depths of Sheol” (Ps 86).

James Caviezel was born in 1968 to a devout Catholic family in Mount Vernon, Washington, USA. His first break as an actor was playing a young private in The Thin Red Line (1998).

I was traveling to Berlin, seething with anger. I’d failed to secure a seat in second class and been forced to go first class, having paid a lot more than I was prepared to. On top of that, the train was running late.

I am 49 years old, married, and a mother of 4 daughters. My husband is a very good man and a practicing Catholic. Our daughters have also been raised in the Catholic faith. One by one, they are spreading their wings and leaving the nest. You might say I had everything I could wish for: a good husband, children with all the necessary qualities. What more could you want? And yet I cannot say I am happy. I destroyed my happiness many years ago. The older I get, the more I realize this.

Our family was out for a drive when we stopped in at a country coffee shop. It was a small place with linoleum floors and plastic stacking chairs. Against one wall a bearded man was writing on a cigarette pack, and drinking coffee.

First of all, I would like to express my gratitude for this magazine, for the love it exemplifies, and the wise teachings it contains. It reached my hands at the moment I most I needed it. Since then I have read many peoples’ personal testimonies. Their advice has been useful to me, and it helps somehow to know that I am not the only one suffering this way. In writing this letter, I am seeking after the truth. I also want others to understand the depth of my pain and suffering.

And now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; and the greatest of these is love. (1 Cor. 13:13)