The title Blessed Transgression seems like an oxymoron. What blessing could ever be associated with wrongdoing?
Most of us have the proclivity to judge actions as right or wrong, events as fortunate or unfortunate. Sadly, we even sort people into good and bad categories. Either designation can be unfortunate. Those receiving the bad label may be crippled with low self-esteem. Those labeled good may rest in the comfort of that classification, and may never develop the self-awareness required to evaluate their own behavior. Thus, they may unknowingly wreak havoc in the lives of others.
Truthfully, we are all a mixture of light and darkness. Even the best of us have moments we are not—and should not—be proud of. And those on seemingly misguided paths still have their shining moments.
Blessings often emerge from misfortune. Failure can give birth to success. And the love that springs forward in the aftermath of a hateful incident can far outweigh the evil that was done.
In Blessed Transgression, Ada Unruh, a paragon of moral living, cannot forgive herself for an error in judgment, and spends her life in self-recrimination. Will she recognize the beauty born of her transgression, the pure white rose that emerges from the darkness?