You are such an asset to this forum and i miss you when I don't see you on here, giving your wonderful insight into every situation. I'm sure sometimes, you probably just want to take a break and not be reading about all our problems.
I loved your God story also, as I too am Catholic. It really doesn't matter to me, anyway, what church you go to or if you go at all. I just think it helps to believe!
I'm sure when that music started, you really realized that you were in the wrong church, but like you said, "You felt the love and comfort of God" and that's what counts.
I got so angry at God, when DD happened to me that I stopped going to church for 3 years. I figured that I had been a "good girl" and went to church, treated everyone right, didn't lie and this is what happened to me? Why I blamed God, is beyond me, but I did. He showed me though, who was boss. I had a tennis tournament scheduled and my normal tennis player couldn't be my partner that day. I started calling the sub list and found a person that had been recommended to me, named Elaina. We rode together and of course it was the anniversary of the first year of DD. She could tell something was wrong and all I told her was that it was the anniversary of something horrible that had happened to me. She knew I was Catholic and she suggested that I call a special priest in our parish and see if he could see me that night. I did and God has His plans all laid out. Father Phillip was suppose to go to the hospital that night to minister, but it was cancelled, so he told me to come right over. Talk about God's hand in things, so I did and I met the most spiritual man that I've ever met on this earth. You could look into his eyes when he was talking to you and feel that you were looking into the eyes of God. He counseled me for over a year, I went back to church, we even played tennis together, which he absolutely loved to do and I was happy that I could bring him joy in that. We went to the Holy Land together, along with 46 other Catholics and it was a journey of a lifetime. I had a severe panic attack there also, on the first day of the trip, I couldn't even get out of bed to get on the bus. I had to go back on my medication for the rest of the trip and I had worked for 6 weeks to get off of it. The first mass that he served, he asked me to read the scripture. I was still shaking, but he has his purpose in doing so and now I treasure that moment, as he trusted me and knew that it was what I needed.
Another night, I was so depressed and was driving somewhere in the dark and as I looked up, their was a large cross that was all lit up and it made me think about not driving into the tree that I thought about doing a moment before.
So, God put two people, along with some others in my life just when I needed someone to carry me. Elaina, led me to the priest, the priest led me back into the church and all three of them were responsible for me doing a Retreat at church, where I did a talk on Renewal of Faith. Before that took place, I had one of the worse panic attacks that I can remember. I had to get up and speak in front of 60 ladies and tell my story. I was in a little chapel room, where the other ladies were waiting to do a talk also and I couldn't stop crying or shaking. I told them, "I can't do it!" They started praying all around me, but it wasn't helping. Then all of a sudden I felt two hand on my shoulders behind me. I turned around and it was Elaina, my Guardian Angel, as I called her. I looked into her eyes and said, "Oh, my Guardian Angel, Elaina is here." She put her hands on the top of my head and started praying and after a few minutes, I could actually feel something flowing from the top of my head, right through my body and down to my feet. I felt a total sense of peace and after thanking her, I told them, that I could do it and I did. I went out and shared my story of the A and other things, with my Mom and daughter present. I don't even remember talking or even standing there, it was like it was an out of body experience. What a beautiful moment for me and thank God for putting those messengers in my life, when I was to weak to walk.
Sorry this was so long, God has worked a lot in my life, but I am lost again and I need to find my way back.
EI, it was nice reading your stories and yes they do bring back smiles to our faces, when things happen that aren't suppose to and we know Who is responsible. I really need to get back to church again.
Love to all,
This message has been edited by Memories23 on Feb 4, 2012 4:34 PM