"There are hardly any human beings who have not felt this pain of misunderstanding in their lives in some form or other. Our motives are rashly judged or our virtue is called hypocrisy. Our ideas are too bold or our caution called timidity. Children accuse parents of interference when loving correction warns of danger. We’re tagged fanatics if Jesus is a part of our daily living, but when tragedy strikes, Job’s comforters confront us with our lack of piety as God’s vengeance strikes us for some hidden resentment that must be lurking in our hearts. When we’re compassionate towards sinners we’re accused of imprudence and when just anger makes us lash out we are called uncharitable. The list of the incongruities could be multiplied a hundredfold and the more we try to make them right, the more entangled we become. But we can always look at Jesus and know He understands. Like Him, we can do the Father’s Will according to the light we have and be at peace. His sufferings formed part of our redemption - ours form part of our sanctification."
– Mother Angelica, His Pain Like Mine
