“Moving on” Blog #2

There are only two choices in life. There will never be more than two choices in

your life. Keep it simple and remember that. Do nothing or do something.

The right thing or the wrong thing? Always pray first for discernment. To know to

do the right thing. Simply say “I pray to do the right thing now”. That will work.

I try to live from my highest level of understanding. It’s hard, but well worth it.

Today I am going to talk about miracles. They are real. They happen. I had my first

miracle happen to me………. months after my own mother was murdered.

`I had become overly restless and filled with anxiety as well as being a workaholic

and a closet drinker. No matter what I did though, I could not escape the bad

nightmares I was having and the darkness that I felt around me. I lived in

constant fear and felt my life was so empty. I could not forgive God for taking

away my mother in such a horrid way. I could not cope with life as I lived it

and above all, my futile ways of “bandaging” the issues around me, were

failing. I just knew I had to do something different.

I took a trip and went to see my mothers sisters, my two old aunts who lived in

Arizona. I would spend the week laying in the sun, so I thought, and try

to get past all my grizzlley past. This would fix me . I was totally mistaken.

When I arrived in Arizona, the first thing my younger aunt told me was

my elder aunt, my favorite aunt, had become very, very sick with emphasema.

They were going to attend a healing service where a very famous priest was

going to be, this coming Sunday. “Would I please go with them and help bring

my favorite aunt into the church and go to the service?”. What could

I say but of course. Yes.

When we got there. it was pandemonium. Not a couple hundred but

hundreds of people waiting in line to get in. People in wheel choirs, people with no

hair, children limping, so many obvious sick people wailting to hear what

this very controversial priest had to say. The reason I say controloversial

was because the Catholic Church had made him leave because not only

did he want to get married, (and he did) but he was performing

miracles in Gods name and healing people. I jus had to see this man too.

As we walked into the church, we barely found a seat. My younger

aunt was firing instructions at me. “Now you hold on to her left arm

tightly, while I hold on to her right arm and when we get to the priest, I will do the

talking, understand? I nodded my head yes.

The people started going forward from the back of the church… so many

people hurting. I watched as this magnificent, majestic man, tall in stature

and piercing blue eyes, mesmerize the people. He had on dark pants and a blue

sweater and the kindness face. He could not have been any older than forty at the

oldest. Yet, when he started to talk and motioned to the people

to come up one by one, he told them he would pray for them. His voice was

immediately calming. He had a presence about him that reminded me of

a saint. The entire church with hundreds of people in it, now became still.

I remember as we walked up the aisle, I was gripping my aunts arm and

I kept thinking, “what is he going to say or do to her? But I wasn’t afraid..

Then - we were there. He never looked at either of my aunts. He seemed

to look straight into my heart as if to silently say “you have nothing to fear”

I remember he touched my forehead and softly made the sign of a cross.

In that exact instant, I flew over on my back like a tornado had hit me and

gently laid me down flat on the ground! Everyone around me was staring down at me.

The priest knelt down and said; “Do not fear, the Holy Spirit has just gone

through you. I remember feeling such peace - I never wanted to get up.

I also remember thinking, Is this what faith is really about? Because Jesus

would have to come down from the cross every single day in order for people

to see him and then believe in him. I know this. prior to coming here this

night my faith was somewhere between barely there and not. Now I just

sat up and looked at my aunts. they both looked away. All the drive home

they were silent. Later that night, and the following days, a miracle besides

the one in church happened to me. I no longer had any problem sleeping.

I slept the entire night thru. So I leave you with this question today;

‘Do you believe in miracles? Can your life be different then now?

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