Meeting with Fr. Rick

I literally just got done talking to Fr. Rick. Besides my friends who didn't go to Austria with us, he was who I missed the most. He's such an incredible man of God.

The other night, I sent him a Facebook message letting him know that I needed to talk to him, that things were where they were at the end of the fall semester. So, he messaged me back late last night asking me to meet him today. So, I went up to the chapel and met up with him. We went to the area by the Port (our Adoration chapel on campus) where there is the tomb of the unborn child. We sat down on the benches and all I said was "My life is a mess." I knew he already knew that. So, he asked me for all the gory details. He wanted to know what my thought process is before, during, and after I cut. He wanted to know exactly why I cut. He wanted to know where I cut. So, I told him. He now knows my thought process a little better. He asked me how my prayer life is. I said it wasn't really there. He said, "Why? Too cool for God? Don't think you need Him?" I sat there for a second before I answered. I said, "No...too broken." He took my face in his hands, looked me straight in the eyes and said, "No one is more broken than He was on the Cross. It's impossible to be more broken than He was on the Cross." He asked if I had blades here at my apartment. I told him that I did and he said he wanted every single one of them. He really is starting to gain a collection of my blades. Last summer, I gave him everything and a year later, here I am doing the same thing. After we talked for a while, he said, "Catherine, what can I do for you?" I said, "You know, I don't really know. I feel like no one can do anything for me right now." Then he said, "Well, I can at least pray over you." I haven't ever had someone pray over me like he did today. I've been prayed over a lot, but not a single one of them was anything like this. There are no words for what happened.

Starting right now, everything changes.