“Mom, I have decided I am going to become Catholic.”
When I heard those words, my daughter and I were at work in our small garden. Preparing the spring soil for autumn’s harvest, under the warmth of the sun, her words awaited my reply. My options (and opinions) were vast, but I could only choose one response.
“God? What do I say?”
And though the voice in my head sounded exactly like John Lynch[1], I believe the words came from the heart of the Father: “It’s more important she knows that you love her than she knows you’re right.”[2] Without hesitation, I told my daughter her choice would not cause us to love her any less. Her response confirmed God’s truth and the trustworthiness of His wisdom. My daughter had feared her decision could revoke our acceptance, but love grows stronger in a garden of grace.