So I'm headed to a bodybuilder's conference in Minneapolis and I don't think it could have begun any worse than it has. It took a lot of prayer and discussion with trusted ones before I decided to let go of my fears and anxiety and go on this conference but in the end I decided that it is something that I needed to do.
Las night I realized that I did not have the donation check that I needed for the seminar fee. This morning while on the plane I realized that I didn't have some paperwork that I needed to have completed for the conference (now I'm going to try and re do it - first I have to reprint it but where do I find a printer now?) Anyways, I threw my hands up and realize that I am definitely being taught to let go and must really learn what it means to completely surrender to God.
As I get ready to freak out and panic about the fact that I am probably not going to get the discount or be able to make the most of this seminar, I suddenly remember Tuesday morning's events.
Cue flashback
I woke up early enough to make morning mass but with all the things I had to do around the house it was after seven when I left the house. I had every intention of heading straight to work but somehow I found myself in front of the chapel. I went in for morning prayer and a few minutes of adoration. By the time I was preparing to leave Monsignor O walked in and started what looked like preparations for mass, my heart was soooo giddy!!!! I was going to get to go to mass after all, and this was an intimate one (about 4 of us)
I mean I felt that the morning's psalms were speaking to me in a very special way, it was as if God was shouting at me how much he loved me and would give me the strength to persevere (boy did I need to read those psalms that day) I happily participated and went about the rest of the day on cloud 15 (yeah I was that happy) the Lord was sooo good to me and knew how much I yearned to go to mass that day and afforded me that opportunity. Usually on days that Monsignor is not the celebrant for daily mass, he says a private mass late evenings so for him to have decided that morning to have mass in the chapel was just a Godsend.
End flashback and return to present moment :)
As much as I am scared that the conference might not go too well, I am comforted in the knowledge that even when it feels like things are not going to improve, the Lord shows his hand and his might. I am apprehensive and I am still anxious because I don't know how things might turn out with these curveballs but I do trust that the Lord will work it all out.
Please keep me in your prayers as I prepare to board (especially that I continue to remain hopeful in the Lord)
Pax,
Hopeful
Las night I realized that I did not have the donation check that I needed for the seminar fee. This morning while on the plane I realized that I didn't have some paperwork that I needed to have completed for the conference (now I'm going to try and re do it - first I have to reprint it but where do I find a printer now?) Anyways, I threw my hands up and realize that I am definitely being taught to let go and must really learn what it means to completely surrender to God.
As I get ready to freak out and panic about the fact that I am probably not going to get the discount or be able to make the most of this seminar, I suddenly remember Tuesday morning's events.
Cue flashback
I woke up early enough to make morning mass but with all the things I had to do around the house it was after seven when I left the house. I had every intention of heading straight to work but somehow I found myself in front of the chapel. I went in for morning prayer and a few minutes of adoration. By the time I was preparing to leave Monsignor O walked in and started what looked like preparations for mass, my heart was soooo giddy!!!! I was going to get to go to mass after all, and this was an intimate one (about 4 of us)
I mean I felt that the morning's psalms were speaking to me in a very special way, it was as if God was shouting at me how much he loved me and would give me the strength to persevere (boy did I need to read those psalms that day) I happily participated and went about the rest of the day on cloud 15 (yeah I was that happy) the Lord was sooo good to me and knew how much I yearned to go to mass that day and afforded me that opportunity. Usually on days that Monsignor is not the celebrant for daily mass, he says a private mass late evenings so for him to have decided that morning to have mass in the chapel was just a Godsend.
End flashback and return to present moment :)
As much as I am scared that the conference might not go too well, I am comforted in the knowledge that even when it feels like things are not going to improve, the Lord shows his hand and his might. I am apprehensive and I am still anxious because I don't know how things might turn out with these curveballs but I do trust that the Lord will work it all out.
Please keep me in your prayers as I prepare to board (especially that I continue to remain hopeful in the Lord)
Pax,
Hopeful
