It's been a while since writing on this blog. I know that God wants me to write more on here. I've felt I was losing my faith in God and Christ since my mother-in-Law Barbara died. She died in October 2011. I found it hard blogging or even reading my Bible since then. This year I lost my best friend Mary-Lynn. She was so good to me. She was my sponsor to becoming an American. Plus, she got me through R.C.I.A. in 2006 -2007. I still have the [pictures of my confirmation to become a Catholic. Now she is gone. I know she isn't in pain no more, but I miss her terribly.
Barbara and Mary-Lynn both died from different forms of cancer. I was a survivor or it. I still ask myself why I survived and they died. Still this made me reconsider that maybe God isn't real. Maybe he doesn't exist. I doubted my faith since the death of Mary-Lynn. I thought why would a loving God take someone who helped so many people and touch so many hearts. She is an inspiration to those she touched. I still remember when Deacon Kerry said about her happy dance.
Mary-Lynn did a happy dance when I was confirmed Easter 2007. I remember turning around after my first taste of the Eucharist and how my body felt when I had it in my mouth and swallowed it and then the wine (Jesus Christ's blood). I felt I was touch by an angel and God was inside me. I lost that last week. I hadn't even read or studied my Bible since Barbara died. I didn't think he was there for us, well me in particularly. He wasn't there for me at all. He wasn't there for Barbara or her family, my family.
Last night I watched What If? A movie with Kevin Sorbo in. He was given a second chance at a life he could have had if he didn't have his riches and such. The way he felt and the way he acted in the movie made me reconsider my life and ask myself What If? I picked up my Bible and opened it up and read some scripture. I also prayed a little in the silence of my heart. Asking God if he is truly there to touch my heart, to send the Holy Spirit into my body and show me the right path I should be going on.
This morning I did the exact same as last night. Picked up my Bible and read it, prayed about what I read. I felt a sudden surge of calm come over me. I knew then and there he is there for me. I had just stop talking to him. Now he is in my heart and I believe Mary-Lynn got him to guide me to reading my Bible again. I will study and read it daily till I can be with my lost loved ones.
If you even wonder like I did if he truly is there for us. The answer is yes. He is there. We have to keep on talking to him. Keep on learning about his plan in our lives.
Showing posts with label Eucharist. Show all posts
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Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Receiving the Lord: Holy Communion
Holy Communion is the act by which we receive the sacrament of Holy Eucharist.
A Separate article discusses the nature of the Holy Eucharist. This current article explains Communion, the reception of Holy Eucharist as asacrament:
- What is the purpose of the sacrament of the Holy Eucharist?
- What effects does it produce in the soul?
The purpose of the Eucharist
We know that each of the Catholic sacraments produces its own special effect or effects. If the purpose of all sacraments were simply to give a single kind of grace, one sacrament would be enough; there would have been no need for our Lord Jesus to have instituted seven.
The sacrament of the Holy Eucharist was instituted as a food, a spiritual food.
That is why the outward sign of this sacrament—the appearances of bread and wine—is a sign of nourishment, just as in Baptism the outward sign is water, a sign of cleansing.
The action by which we as individuals receive the Holy Eucharist is an act of eating. We swallow the appearances of bread and wine under which Jesus is present. This is the action which we call Holy Communion.
The Lord addresses an invitation to us, urging us to receive him in the sacrament of the Eucharist: "Truly, I say to you, unless you eat the flesh of the Son of man and drink his blood, you have no life in you." [Jn 6:53](Catechism, 1384)
Union with the Lord
Since the Holy Eucharist is a spiritual food, it does for the soul what physical food does for the body.
When we eat physical food, it becomes united to us—it is changed into our own substance and becomes a part of us.
In Holy Communion something analogous happens to us spiritually, but with a great difference: in this case it is the individual who is united to the Food, not the Food to the individual. The lesser is united to the Greater.
We become one with Christ.
This sacramental union of ourselves with Jesus is more than the mere physical union between our body and the Sacred Host which we have swallowed. More importantly, it is a mystical and spiritual union of the soulwith Jesus. This is produced in the soul by our physical contact with the sacred Body of Jesus.
This marvelous blending of the soul with Jesus is a very special kind of union. Obviously we do not become "part of God." It is much more than the "ordinary" union with God which the Holy Spirit establishes in us by sanctifying grace. Yet it is less than the ultimate and most intimate union with God which will be ours in the beatific vision in heaven.
This union is simply called Communion.
The Mystical Body
Being united with Christ in this close and personal union, we are necessarily united also with all others who are "in" Christ—all others who are members of His Mystical Body.
Union with Christ in Holy Communion is the bond of charity which makes us one with our neighbor.
When we grow in love for God through our union with Jesus, we also necessarily grow in love for our fellow man. If we have the right dispositions, our Holy Communions should produce fruits in ourselves that we notice over time: a lessening of racial and national prejudices, of neighborhood resentments; an increase in neighborliness, in compassion, in patience and forbearance towards others.
The very sign of the sacrament symbolizes our total oneness in Christ:
- Many grains of wheat have been compounded together to make the one bread which has become the Body of Christ.
- Many grapes have been crushed together in the press to make the contents of the one chalice which has become the Blood of Christ.
We are many in One—and that One is Christ.
"And the bread that we break," says St. Paul, "is it not the partaking of the body of the Lord? Because the bread is one, we though many, are one body, all of us who partake of the one bread" (1 Corinthians 10:17).
Communion's sacramental grace
It is characteristic of every sacrament either to give or to increase sanctifying grace.
Each of the other sacraments however has a specific purpose of its own in addition to the bestowal of sanctifying grace:
- Baptism cleanses from original sin
- Penance forgives mortal sin
- Confirmation strengthens faith
- Matrimony sanctifies marriage...
...and so on.
But in the Holy Eucharist we have the one sacrament whose principal purpose is to increase sanctifying grace, repeatedly and often, through personal union with the Giver of grace Himself.
That is why the Holy Eucharist is preeminently the sacrament of spiritual growth, of increase in spiritual stature and strength.
A state of grace is required
That also is why the soul already must be in the state of sanctifying grace when we receive Holy Communion—in other words, free from mortal sin.
Physical food cannot benefit a dead body, and the Holy Eucharist cannot benefit a dead soul.
Indeed, a person who knowingly would receive Holy Communion while in the state of mortal sin, would add a new dimension of guilt to his already sinful state: he would commit the grave sin of sacrilege. In the very act of outwardly offering himself to Jesus for the union-in-love which is the essence of Holy Communion, he would be opposing Jesus by that rejection of God which is inherent in all mortal sin.
A grace that protects
However, the reception of the Holy Eucharist will forgive venial sin—presuming of course that the communicant has sorrow for his venial sins.
Here again it is love that does the work. What we might call the "charge" of love which Jesus unleashes upon the soul in this moment of personal union, is a purifying force; it purges the soul from all lesser infidelities. Whatever accumulation of venial sin may encumber the soul, it is dissolved and annihilated (if repented) as Christ's love makes contact with the soul.
Another effect of Holy Communion is to preserve the soul from spiritual death, to preserve the soul from mortal sin.
The strength of our inclination to sin (called concupiscence) is also reduced each time we receive the sacrament of the Holy Eucharist.
A rich banquet of the Lord
Holy Communion unites us with Christ and intensifies our love for God and for neighbor.
It increases sanctifying grace. It remits venial sin, lessens concupiscence, and thus preserves us from mortal sin.
Finally, as good food should, it readies us for work. A frequent communicant who receives worthily and fruitfully cannot possibly remain wrapped up in himself. As love for Christ more and more fills his horizon, he feels the urge to do things for Christ and with Christ. Powered by the graces of Holy Communion, he becomes an apostolic Christian.
Holy Communion is indeed the Bread of Life, a banquet overflowing with grace and richness.
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Sunday Morning Mass
This morning at church, I had to use my wheelchair, but I didn't mind so much. My partner was very careful not to bump or jolt my back or knees as he pushed me up the ramp into the church. St Mark Catholic Church is a friendly and evangelical church. I have many friends there, even though I might not know everyone by name, but they sure know me. I not sure if I'm the only Brit, at church or not, but I'm well known for many different things I think. There is one thing I'm sure of, there are non-American citizens at church. My dear friend Chela wasn't an American citizen for a while. She became one about 18months to 3 years ago.
Anyhow, lets get back to the matter at hand, when happened to me during church, mass. Once in the chapel, I sat there hoping for the immense pain I was having in my knee and lower back. Wondering if God was going to give me a vision or be silent. At 9:50am, mass had began and I was enjoying the choir and closed my eyes and started to pray for healing . Not complete healing, but just to allow me to get through mass and lower my pain level a little, not much to ask. Instead of my pain getting better, it got way worse. I felt that asking for relief of pain, was the wrong thing to ask for.
I sat back in my wheelchair and just enjoyed my time, and deal with the pain. I was enveloped by dark black cloud. everything was dark, I couldn't even see my partner any longer. This was scary and I was terrified of what was going on. I squeezed my eyes shut, saying a little prayer in the silence of my heart. Nothing changed, why I wasn't sure. Wanting to move, but I was no longer in my wheelchair. I was sitting in a chair, a nice comfy chair. In front of the chair was a desk and in front of the desk, was a massive line of children and their parents, this is what I assumed. I was signing books, On the desk was a picture of a girl holding a bible, with the title Renewal of faith on the picture. I knew then I was being shown my future. Why I wasn't completely sure?
All I knew, God and his Angels were showing me my future. I then was sitting in my wheelchair and Eucharist was starting. After I took of the Eucharist, and closed my eyes and prayed. Thanking God and his Angels for showing me what I believe to be my future. I now know that my writing is a gift from God and I'll be bringing his children to him, via my writing.
Anyhow, lets get back to the matter at hand, when happened to me during church, mass. Once in the chapel, I sat there hoping for the immense pain I was having in my knee and lower back. Wondering if God was going to give me a vision or be silent. At 9:50am, mass had began and I was enjoying the choir and closed my eyes and started to pray for healing . Not complete healing, but just to allow me to get through mass and lower my pain level a little, not much to ask. Instead of my pain getting better, it got way worse. I felt that asking for relief of pain, was the wrong thing to ask for.
I sat back in my wheelchair and just enjoyed my time, and deal with the pain. I was enveloped by dark black cloud. everything was dark, I couldn't even see my partner any longer. This was scary and I was terrified of what was going on. I squeezed my eyes shut, saying a little prayer in the silence of my heart. Nothing changed, why I wasn't sure. Wanting to move, but I was no longer in my wheelchair. I was sitting in a chair, a nice comfy chair. In front of the chair was a desk and in front of the desk, was a massive line of children and their parents, this is what I assumed. I was signing books, On the desk was a picture of a girl holding a bible, with the title Renewal of faith on the picture. I knew then I was being shown my future. Why I wasn't completely sure?
All I knew, God and his Angels were showing me my future. I then was sitting in my wheelchair and Eucharist was starting. After I took of the Eucharist, and closed my eyes and prayed. Thanking God and his Angels for showing me what I believe to be my future. I now know that my writing is a gift from God and I'll be bringing his children to him, via my writing.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Palm Sunday Mass
While winding down on a lovely day, I feel so emotional right now. I have absorbed as much as I can from the Mass this morning at church. It was Palm Sunday and I feel it made me very emotional and touching this year. I feel this Lenten season has touch my heart and soul very deeply this year. Usually I go to a few massing during lent and miss Palm Sunday and Ash Wednesday. Not this year. The first Sunday of lent I had a vision and felt touched by God himself. I can't explain, but I just feel touched.
Today, I was in terrible intense pain throughout my body, knew I wasn't going to be able to sit through mass. I wanted to say no not go, let Troy go on his own. But something prompted me to get dressed and go, even with the pain being the worse it had been this year. While in church, during the reading and the Eucharist, I felt something, or someone enter my body and touch my heart. Once again, I was without pain for nearly the whole service. I have never been without pain, ask my friends and family. It was an amazing service and I feel God is guiding me through St Mark Church, to be a better catholic and be a prayer warrior.
Wednesday evening meetings with my C.R.H.P. sisters is good. We talk about our week, then read scripture and then from the book from church and it for the Lenten season. I believe Suzie Q might be right, I have turned into a prayer warrior. I can't explain it, but when I feel the need to prayer, I hear the words of what I should say. it's like God is prompting me and guiding me in prayer. Lately I've been praying for Barbara, Helen and Michelle. I believe in the fact God answers prayer if you ask and pray with a sincere heart.
If you want forgiveness, prayer, with a contrite spirit and a sincere heart and you'll get the answer to any prayer. But remember one thing, it's in God's time not our time. We have to understand that God is there guiding and showing us the right path to follow. Believe me when I say he is there, just ask him to enter your heart, soul, mind and body and he will come. I believe he is there for me and my friends. I know believing in God can be hard and frustrating at times. But he is there listen to his words, but to be able to listen to God, you have to believe and have faith.
Faith and understanding go hand in hand with having a Christian background helps too. If you feel alone, feeble or weak in anyway, just ask God to help, he will come if you just ask him. Ask and you will receive, knock and the door will open. Remember to read your bible daily and pray about what you read and use it into your daily lives.Without God you have no hope, no love, no reassurance of happiness.
Ask yourself one question. Does God want me? The answers is Yes. God wants you, he loves you unconditionally. He has opened his arms, and all you have to do is run to him and he will wrap his loving arms around you. Carry you when your weak, be there when you feeling lonely and scared. He is there, let him into your heart. Trust me, he is there, you just have to ask and believe. You'll know once you feel his presence in your heart and body. Let the Holy Ghost guide you back to God.
Sunday, March 07, 2010
Sunday Mass - Repentance
I woke up this morning n very intense pain, from my neck down to my ankles. My ankles and knee joints were very swollen, plus I was having pain spikes through the night, through most of the mass. Once Eucharist was done with,the pain spikes were gone, and the pain just the intense pain. I don't know what happened, but when I'm in such intense pain and getting massive pain spikes on a Sunday, once Eucharist is over with, the pain spikes are gone.
What Happened in Church
Once mass started and I was sitting right up front, more than usual. Anyway, once Father George started mass off, I felt warm, glowing around me. Everyone just faded into the white cloud and disappeared. Even Troy faded away from my sight. Just out of nowhere I saw a white glowing figure coming towards me. Yes I usually see flashbacks, but this was not one of them. It was way different and I wasn't sure I wanted this person near me. I tried to get up and move, but my body was glued to the chair. I just couldn't move. Then this figure, ghost; put right hand on my head and took a hold of my left hand and smiled right at me.
I was no longer afraid. This being made me feel calm, loved and I felt love like I've never felt before in my life. I can't quite explain it, but I knew it was something strange. I even thought it was Satan or one of his followers, fallen angels. I started to remember what my stepfather would say to me. {One day you will be taken down to were you belong. To the depths of hell to rot and be in eternity damnation}. This was going through my head, I was afraid of being taken down to hell at this point. No voice or anything, came from this being.
"Listen to my child, you are my disciple, I will show you my world if you only listen to me". I thought I was going crazy and back to hearing voices in my head again that were meant to be there. "Listen to me, you are in my house. Accept me as your Savior, your Redeemer. Search your soul, your heart, your mind and listen with your whole being to my words." I looked to see if anyone else could see this being, hear this voice coming from the being. I was lost, I wanted out and to be able to run for my life, but I was glued to the spot.
Suddenly all my pain disappeared, I was shocked. This had never happened to me before EVER. I reached my right hand up to touch this being who hand their hand on my head. I reached, but all I could feel was warmth going in through my head and easing my pain slowly and I just heard the voice again. I thought was going crazy. "Listen my child, you are mine. I knew you from the day you and Eion were conceived that you'd be my disciple. I knew that Thursday morning at 6:05am in Millstreet, County Cork, Ireland that you'd come to me and prepare a way for all to follow and be my disciples."
I thought I was going totally cuckoo and off my rocker at this point. Trying to fathom what was happening to me. I was wanted to scream out, for someone to get this being away from me. But each time I tried to scream, I couldn't talk. It was like my tongue was glued to the root of my mouth and I couldn't even open my lips to talk.It was as if they were glued together. My mouth was going dried than ever. I wanted water, to quench my thirst and get the dryness to be gone. But I just couldn't move and I couldn't talk so couldn't ask Troy to help me.
Trying to look around to signal someone to help me, but it looked like we were on a cloud and not in the church no more. This was way out of control and I wanted to get off this cloud and away from this being. I knew that it was something other than normal. Somehow I was feeling calm again.Was this person going to let me go I thought to myself.
Just then, I heard the voice again. "You are my disciple. You are my vessel. You are my Messenger to the people in Indiana, then in the world. You just have to let your mind, soul and heart listen to my words. You are my child from the day you were conceived and for all eternity." Now I felt like I was hearing this voice for a reason. I was no longer afraid. I was filled with love and happiness. Not sure how to explain this, but I felt whole, complete for the first time in my life.
"Listen child! I am your Savior, you God. Hear my words my child." I tried to look up at the face of this being, but his hand held my head firm and looking at the floor. Suddenly my mouth was no longer dry. It was moist and my tongue was able to move and so was my lips. Something was strange. I asked the being to tell me who he was. "I am the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, the God of Joseph, The God of David. This line from Adam to Me . I am God the Father, God the Son , God the Holy Spirit." Now these words echoed throughout my body. then realised for the first time, I was being spoke to by God. I felt Honored, Glorified with his love. I was no longer afraid, I was happy, jolly and proud God had chosen me.
Just as he took his hand off my head, I felt all the intense pain rush back into my body. I was scared, felt alone and tried to reach out to Troy, but I noticed I was still on this cloud. "Believe me my child. Listen to my words. You are my chosen one." I tried to stand, but I couldn't get up, my legs were turning to jelly. Slowly I could feel myself moving, I was moving on the cloud. The being, I now know to be God. Smiled and waved me goodbye till I was back in church, sitting right next to Troy.
Deacon Kerry was reading the scripture from Luke. While the reading was being said, I could no longer hear God's voice. I listened to the reading. After I started to listen to father George's homily. The voice came back. I thought it was through with me, boy was I wrong. "Child, you need to know some important facts about your life. One you are and have always been close to my heart. I have watched you suffer, feel alone, unwanted and hurting every minute of your whole like this far. You needed to suffer, be in pain for a long time. While you suffered it made your heart cold and hardened. I wanted to to come to Indiana, to St Mark Catholic Church. You are going to be made an example to my people at St Mark and to everyone you come in contact with."
The voice stopped, I looked around everything was normal. The homily was over with.I was annoyed. I loved to listen to the homilies as they were the best thing in church and mass. "Listen, you don't need to hear what Father George is talking about. You are mine, you have always been mine since you were conceived in your mother's womb. You have to forgive yourself for your part in the demise of Maurice Riley. Forgive him for all he did to you. It was to strengthening you to be able to show others they can overcome many pains and still be my disciples. Do you understand?" I didn't know what to do or say. The pain in my back, knees were getting very intense and I was now getting pain spikes. worse than any I have ever hand. I said quietly in my mind, take these pain spikes and I will be your servant.
"Ask of me and you will receive." Then without fail the pain spikes were gone. I wanted to shout at the top of my voice that I had God in my life."You are not to shout out about what happened today. You write every time I come to you in your blog. It will be my tool to show your friends and foes that you are mine forever, from now to eternity. Accept ME into your life and let the world know you have faith and your writing will come in time." I nodded and said quietly I accept God into my life. "You will be my tool, my disciple. I will you you as my messenger to show everyone you are now whole in my name. Anyone who tries to hurt you will be taken down. They will know you are mine. Your foes will not die, but they will be shown you are with God and Christ. The Holy Spirit now lives in you. Show others you believe and they will follow you in example. Be blessed my child. You and Troy will start nightly scripture study and will come closer to me and he will know you are mine. He will follow you till the ends of the earth and be right by your side."
Just as he had spoken it was time to go get doughnuts. Troy helped me up and I walked into the shaffeur hall and sat down, while troy got me juice and doughnuts along with a piece of cake. I got Rebecca's email and I intend to let the girls know to read my blog and in hopes of them knowing I am now God's disciple and he is using me as his messenger in Indiana.
NOTE: Before 9:30am and before mass even started I was in intense pain and I thought that being at church would set off my usual flashbacks. Check sidebar for flashbacks in church.
What Happened in Church
Once mass started and I was sitting right up front, more than usual. Anyway, once Father George started mass off, I felt warm, glowing around me. Everyone just faded into the white cloud and disappeared. Even Troy faded away from my sight. Just out of nowhere I saw a white glowing figure coming towards me. Yes I usually see flashbacks, but this was not one of them. It was way different and I wasn't sure I wanted this person near me. I tried to get up and move, but my body was glued to the chair. I just couldn't move. Then this figure, ghost; put right hand on my head and took a hold of my left hand and smiled right at me.
I was no longer afraid. This being made me feel calm, loved and I felt love like I've never felt before in my life. I can't quite explain it, but I knew it was something strange. I even thought it was Satan or one of his followers, fallen angels. I started to remember what my stepfather would say to me. {One day you will be taken down to were you belong. To the depths of hell to rot and be in eternity damnation}. This was going through my head, I was afraid of being taken down to hell at this point. No voice or anything, came from this being.
"Listen to my child, you are my disciple, I will show you my world if you only listen to me". I thought I was going crazy and back to hearing voices in my head again that were meant to be there. "Listen to me, you are in my house. Accept me as your Savior, your Redeemer. Search your soul, your heart, your mind and listen with your whole being to my words." I looked to see if anyone else could see this being, hear this voice coming from the being. I was lost, I wanted out and to be able to run for my life, but I was glued to the spot.
Suddenly all my pain disappeared, I was shocked. This had never happened to me before EVER. I reached my right hand up to touch this being who hand their hand on my head. I reached, but all I could feel was warmth going in through my head and easing my pain slowly and I just heard the voice again. I thought was going crazy. "Listen my child, you are mine. I knew you from the day you and Eion were conceived that you'd be my disciple. I knew that Thursday morning at 6:05am in Millstreet, County Cork, Ireland that you'd come to me and prepare a way for all to follow and be my disciples."
I thought I was going totally cuckoo and off my rocker at this point. Trying to fathom what was happening to me. I was wanted to scream out, for someone to get this being away from me. But each time I tried to scream, I couldn't talk. It was like my tongue was glued to the root of my mouth and I couldn't even open my lips to talk.It was as if they were glued together. My mouth was going dried than ever. I wanted water, to quench my thirst and get the dryness to be gone. But I just couldn't move and I couldn't talk so couldn't ask Troy to help me.
Trying to look around to signal someone to help me, but it looked like we were on a cloud and not in the church no more. This was way out of control and I wanted to get off this cloud and away from this being. I knew that it was something other than normal. Somehow I was feeling calm again.Was this person going to let me go I thought to myself.
Just then, I heard the voice again. "You are my disciple. You are my vessel. You are my Messenger to the people in Indiana, then in the world. You just have to let your mind, soul and heart listen to my words. You are my child from the day you were conceived and for all eternity." Now I felt like I was hearing this voice for a reason. I was no longer afraid. I was filled with love and happiness. Not sure how to explain this, but I felt whole, complete for the first time in my life.
"Listen child! I am your Savior, you God. Hear my words my child." I tried to look up at the face of this being, but his hand held my head firm and looking at the floor. Suddenly my mouth was no longer dry. It was moist and my tongue was able to move and so was my lips. Something was strange. I asked the being to tell me who he was. "I am the God of Abraham, the God of Isaac, the God of Joseph, The God of David. This line from Adam to Me . I am God the Father, God the Son , God the Holy Spirit." Now these words echoed throughout my body. then realised for the first time, I was being spoke to by God. I felt Honored, Glorified with his love. I was no longer afraid, I was happy, jolly and proud God had chosen me.
Just as he took his hand off my head, I felt all the intense pain rush back into my body. I was scared, felt alone and tried to reach out to Troy, but I noticed I was still on this cloud. "Believe me my child. Listen to my words. You are my chosen one." I tried to stand, but I couldn't get up, my legs were turning to jelly. Slowly I could feel myself moving, I was moving on the cloud. The being, I now know to be God. Smiled and waved me goodbye till I was back in church, sitting right next to Troy.
Deacon Kerry was reading the scripture from Luke. While the reading was being said, I could no longer hear God's voice. I listened to the reading. After I started to listen to father George's homily. The voice came back. I thought it was through with me, boy was I wrong. "Child, you need to know some important facts about your life. One you are and have always been close to my heart. I have watched you suffer, feel alone, unwanted and hurting every minute of your whole like this far. You needed to suffer, be in pain for a long time. While you suffered it made your heart cold and hardened. I wanted to to come to Indiana, to St Mark Catholic Church. You are going to be made an example to my people at St Mark and to everyone you come in contact with."
The voice stopped, I looked around everything was normal. The homily was over with.I was annoyed. I loved to listen to the homilies as they were the best thing in church and mass. "Listen, you don't need to hear what Father George is talking about. You are mine, you have always been mine since you were conceived in your mother's womb. You have to forgive yourself for your part in the demise of Maurice Riley. Forgive him for all he did to you. It was to strengthening you to be able to show others they can overcome many pains and still be my disciples. Do you understand?" I didn't know what to do or say. The pain in my back, knees were getting very intense and I was now getting pain spikes. worse than any I have ever hand. I said quietly in my mind, take these pain spikes and I will be your servant.
"Ask of me and you will receive." Then without fail the pain spikes were gone. I wanted to shout at the top of my voice that I had God in my life."You are not to shout out about what happened today. You write every time I come to you in your blog. It will be my tool to show your friends and foes that you are mine forever, from now to eternity. Accept ME into your life and let the world know you have faith and your writing will come in time." I nodded and said quietly I accept God into my life. "You will be my tool, my disciple. I will you you as my messenger to show everyone you are now whole in my name. Anyone who tries to hurt you will be taken down. They will know you are mine. Your foes will not die, but they will be shown you are with God and Christ. The Holy Spirit now lives in you. Show others you believe and they will follow you in example. Be blessed my child. You and Troy will start nightly scripture study and will come closer to me and he will know you are mine. He will follow you till the ends of the earth and be right by your side."
Just as he had spoken it was time to go get doughnuts. Troy helped me up and I walked into the shaffeur hall and sat down, while troy got me juice and doughnuts along with a piece of cake. I got Rebecca's email and I intend to let the girls know to read my blog and in hopes of them knowing I am now God's disciple and he is using me as his messenger in Indiana.
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