There are some experiences in life so atrocious that you cannot tell them to anyone but God, in whose service I had consecrated my life nearly a year ago. My drama is not so much the humiliation that I suffered as a woman, nor the incurable offense committed against my vocation as a religious, but the difficulty of having to incorporate into my faith an event that certainly forms part of the mysterious will of Him whom I have always considered my Divine Spouse. Everything has passed, Mother, but everything begins. I will be a mother. The child will be mine and no one else's.
Someone has to begin to break the chain of hatred that has always destroyed our countries.
This child, born of violence, will be a witness along with me that the only greatness that gives honor to a human being is forgiveness. Lucy's story is tragic and powerful. It causes even the strongest Christian to question the validity of faith in God given such an event. A young woman consecrates her life to God under vows of service and celibacy, yet is violently raped and then impregnated by her perpetrators. She is forced to abandon her perceived call to be a nun, live in poverty as a social outcast, and raise her child under these unusual circumstances.