Category: Christian Spirituality, Healing from Mental Health issues

Many people confuse innocence with weakness or ignorance, but they are not the same.

Ignorance is the absence of knowledge.

Innocence is the absence of corruption.

A person can be highly educated and still be morally lost. Another may be simple, childlike, and innocent yet possess deep wisdom about life, love, truth, and God.

Innocence is not stupidity.

It is purity before contamination.

Children reveal this mystery clearly. A child may not understand politics, business, or the complexities of the world, yet children often recognize sincerity faster than adults do. They sense love naturally. They trust easily. They cry honestly. They forgive quickly. Their hearts are still close to truth because they have not yet fully learned manipulation, deception, pride, or greed.

As people grow older, many lose innocence not because they gained wisdom, but because the world wounded them.

Pain teaches suspicion.

Betrayal teaches fear.

Competition teaches selfishness.

Pride teaches pretending.

Slowly, many adults become skilled in surviving but poor in spirit.

That is why some elderly people become bitter while others become gentle and radiant. Aging alone does not produce wisdom. The condition of the heart determines what kind of person emerges over time.

True innocence is actually powerful because it sees clearly.

An innocent person can often recognize evil faster than corrupted people because darkness no longer shocks or bothers those already used to it. But a pure heart immediately senses when something is wrong.

This is why conscience is strongest when we are young. Before the soul becomes numb, truth feels sharp and alive inside us.

And truth itself does not age.

Fashion changes.

Technology changes.

Empires rise and collapse.

Human opinions constantly shift.

But truth remains.

Love is still better than hatred.

Forgiveness is still better than revenge.

Humility is still better than arrogance.

Peace is still better than violence.

Goodness is still beautiful even in a dark world.

Thousands of years pass, yet these truths remain untouched by time.

That is why truth feels eternal.

Human beings may try to redefine morality depending on culture, trends, or convenience, but deep inside, the soul still recognizes what is real. Even people who lie still want honesty from others. Even cruel people want loyalty from those they love. Even corrupt societies still admire courage, sacrifice, and compassion.

Truth survives generations because it does not come merely from human opinion. Truth reflects something eternal.

And perhaps this is why Jesus said we must become like little children.

Not childish.

Not ignorant.

But pure in heart.

Children still believe.

Still wonder.

Still trust.

Still feel awe.

Still love without calculation.

The world often calls innocence weakness because innocence cannot easily survive in corrupt systems. But innocence is not weakness—it is uncorrupted light.

A truly innocent person may cry easily, forgive easily, and love deeply, but those qualities require enormous spiritual strength in a world that rewards hardness and selfishness.

Truth is ageless because it belongs to eternity.

And innocence is precious because it keeps the soul capable of recognizing that truth.

My faith and spirituality did not come from my family. I first encountered God through a catechist at school—a quiet, gentle teacher who spoke to us about the Bible in a way that felt simple, yet strangely personal.

I still remember one afternoon in that classroom. The air was warm, and sunlight slipped through the windows, landing softly on our desks. Most of my classmates were restless, waiting for the bell to ring—but I found myself listening. Really listening. There was something in the way she spoke about God that made Him feel… close. Not distant or abstract, but real.

I didn’t fully understand it then, but something in me responded.

That small moment quietly changed the direction of my life.

Decades later, that same seed came back in a way I never expected. In my forties, while recovering from breast cancer, I stepped away from my career and found myself with time to reflect. Out of deep gratitude to God for restoring my health, I chose to volunteer and teach children—pouring into their lives in the same way someone had once poured into mine.

It made me realize how powerful it is when someone passes on truth that brings hope, renewal, and the promise of life beyond this one.

I was only ten when I first tried to approach God on my own.

I remember standing in front of a mirror, noticing the redness on my skin, feeling the familiar sting of embarrassment. My eczema had made me painfully aware of how I looked, especially around classmates and neighbors. That night, I lay in bed, staring into the dark, and whispered a prayer I had never said out loud before.

I made a deal with God.

If You heal me… if You take this away… I will give my life to You. I will enter the convent.

It was a child’s prayer—simple, honest, and a little desperate.

Looking back, I see how natural it was for me to reach for God, even at that age. It makes me wonder how different things might be if more children were simply allowed to know Him early on.

Parents often worry that introducing faith too soon might confuse their children. But I’ve come to believe that something in them already understands more than we think.

Our bodies are new, yes—but there is a deeper mystery to who we are. As it says in Jeremiah 1:5:

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,

before you were born I set you apart…”

Sometimes, it’s our lack of understanding that holds us back. We hesitate, thinking that speaking about God is too heavy, when in reality, a child’s heart may already be open.

Jesus Himself said in Matthew 19:14:

“Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them,

for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these.”

And I think back to that little girl in the classroom—quietly listening, not fully understanding, but somehow already knowing enough to believe.