This afternoon, instead of my usual routine of eating my snack at the canteen, I decided to go to the chapel here in the office. I can’t explain it, but for some odd reason, I felt the need to go up there.
The chapel was thankfully empty. I had in my hand my St. Padre Pio medal and novena. For the first time in a very long while, I really prayed. I had no particular reason for being there. I had no really pressing concern aside from the usual stuff. And yet I found myself kneeling on the front pew and praying my heart out. I prayed my novena prayer, then I talked/prayed to Mama Mary and then to Jesus Christ, and I immediately felt lighter. I looked into the Risen Christ’s image, with His open arms, His forgiving face, and I felt comforted.
God has His ways, and this is probably His way of calling me, quieting me down and wanting to be alone with me…Usually I go about with this heavy feeling in my heart, and yet in those few minutes that I looked into the Risen Christ’s eyes, I felt …clean…and happy… and wanted…
Thank you Lord for this feeling. Thank you Lord for taking the time to call me from my busy schedule to talk to me.
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