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
Sometimes the Lord puts just the right encouragement in front of us to keep us going for a little while.
ReplyDeleteI hope things go well & I will pray for you.
LF
Apparently, curve balls happen in the fall season...it never ends. Hey, so I saw the sisters from SMMC at my parish at mass yesterday. Sr. Teresa says hello and would love to talk you soon. She was visiting one of the Dominican brother novices who is from the Washington state. I'll be praying for you. Blessings and peace to you!
ReplyDeleteOh dear Sister Teresa! I have been thinking about her lately and praying for her and Sr. De Lourdes. Thanks for passing the message, I will definitely be contacting her.
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