Hello fellow MDMers!
Felt inspired to share this with you all as well. It is part of a recent email to a good friend that I have made through the Marian Devotional Movement. Have a blessed day!
Good morning. Just a quick note to let you know that I feel inspired this morning.
I did pray that my angel be present with mother Mary last night to obtain any graces available to me, an unworthy soul in anguish. I must admit that I am still a novice at these sorts of things, ashamed at my remaining skepticism about prayer requests involving angels being "sent to collect". In a nutshell, if anything is possible with God, then why would this kind of "procedure" be necessary? Of course I realize answers to "why" questions often never find resolution in this life...logically we wouldn't need faith otherwise. Kind of like, why, with one person's request of healing did Jesus simply say "Your faith has healed you" and with another our Lord needed to make paste from dust and His spittle. Perhaps it is a simple as His calculated effort to show the uniqueness of individuals and situations. (I just know I couldn't think of that answer on my own. I also know that it is perhaps an answer far from the mark.)
My inspired moment this morning was this:
A man on my crew, seemingly judged by most as being "unique" for his mannerisms, interests, and weird thought processes approached me, in front of a couple others, and said, "I miss having supper with you. I miss our talks, they help calm my craziness inside."
I wanted to cry. (Sitting in my hoist chair desperately trying to hold back the tears as I write this too. Today is a busy day in my work area, with many folks in and out all day hehe. It figures that God would work a "realization" on this day, knowing full well that tears always flow for me when I am smart enough to recognize His goodness...I love it Lord!)
What makes this truly inspiring is multifaceted, but the basis is that last run (set of 14 days at the mine camp job) this man and I seemingly out of no where, out of plethora of topics, began to talk about God. He mentioned some unusual events in his life surrounding a relationship with a girl that involved potential demonic activity. I am no exorcist and as such, I explain to him the hierarchical nature of the church and that these sorts of things required suitable investigation by a priest well trained in this area. Lay persons can always pray and can have limited participation in deliverance efforts, but not exorcism. We shared many other things but this was the most intense. A day or so later I was inspired to give him one of my cards with my email on it and a blessed miraculous medal. I told him that I would pray for him and that if ever he wanted to talk further he would have me as a friend. I left it at that, not thinking anything further on it. Then...today happened.
Typically, I am overly cautious about seeing things not there, about putting the fantastical in the wrong place. But this brought me that unique, overwhelming peace that reassures you that "things are going to be ok!"
Gotta get going, thank you for being a great friend in Christ, for being that clutch instrument of His peace! Chris JMJ 💜 ✝️ 👑 🔥 🇻🇦
I haven't been sending messages Cindy, it's not something that I'm really comfortable doing, I don't really do much with Facebook either. But I keep you all in my prayers.
Thank you all for your kind prayers, just found out everything was going in my junk mail. I was wondering why I was not getting notifications. Crazy?
yes the foster parents would not release her until after HalloWeen. can't wait to meet her my dear niece "Kiera" says she is high energy LOL If my elder cat passes she is not well I will get a black cat and name has already been decided her/Him Mystic
Oh good I'm glad to hear your sister was able to get the black cat. Mocha sounds adorable, he must be alot of fun! So funny that he loves Mass!
You have an interesting family, it's good to have a sister nearby.
MaryTime is harder to navi🤔gate than facebook, I don't do Facebook well either.
I hope we will meet our pets again in Heaven. Blessings,
That must be so hard Anne, not to be able to have a cat. Cindy, I love balinese, they are beautiful. What color point is yours? My cat Thai-lee is a blue point siamese, she is my unofficial therapy cat, so sweet and loving and cuddly. Her sister, my cat meiling, who passed away 6 months ago from kidney disease, was super sensitive, she would come running if I was crying lol
I think my FD. would laugh at me, and since we have a waiting list of 81,000. people in NS waiting for a FD. I don't want to annoy her. So happy that you have a cat to comfort you and enjoys Mass with you, give her a treat for me.
I think Misty was an atheist. God bless you.
So sad, mine doesn't feel like he is a cat. My cat Mocha is my theraphy cat unoffically, perhaps ask your doctor. Bless you, I have a balinese cat he is my unofficial theraphy cat and they are highly sensitive. He knows when I am upset and almost breaks down my door. Plus, he loves mass.
No cats allowed in my building, I really miss my Misty who passed away a few years ago. so how does one qualify for a therapy cat. If one can have a therapy dog, why not a therapy cat? Peace and all good! Anne
God works daily miracles
Thank you, my family doctor made an appt with me she will know what to do. Could also be the mold from the corporation water burst, we are moving once it is repaired. God bless.
This is a most beautiful thread of MDMer friendship. It is a joy for us to be on this pilgrimage to our true home with all of you. Thank you, Chris, for kicking it off with a most providentially inspiring account.
I will pray for you. Blessings, Anne
Please keep me in your prayers my blood tests from the hospital came back. My doctor is calling me. 3 thinks on my blood test suggest Pancreatic cancer most likely from my dental assistant days and well that is another story. The dentist I assisted we both had high levels of mercury. I found behind my work station a dumped mercury I immediate handled it with due care. The dentist and me were both flagged by the government for high readings think he was getting more side effects than me. He actually told me do this root canel and I will watch and make sure you do this properly and I did I have small hands what can I say. He must have been feeling unwell him and me had Mercury toxic took us 6 months to recover. Thank you kindly, hopefully after all the tests I will be fine. Or it could be the mold in my precious condo causing this. My blood test normally amaze doctors. Thank you kindly, going to have a nap.
Yes, I could write a book but, we have had just as many tragedies. Bless you.
Wow Chris, no wonder your mom has PTSD, what an amazing family history you have, are you writing this down?
I wanted to share with you this is the Power of the Rosary. My mum (mom) grew up in the London Blitz, the neighbour children would sleep under my grandparent's dining room table. My great Uncle was getting married so my great grandma on my grandma's side decided to come for the wedding. The bombing was so bad that they had to all move to the air raid shelters (under ground) all night , my great grandma my mom said all night she was on her knees praying the Rosaries it was that bad. None of them slept. The next morning my great grandma told my grandparet's she was leaving immediately and taking my Mom and Uncle up North with her she said they will be safer and with their cousins. The train stopped on their journey, while fighter jets tried to take out their train (which would have left my grandparent's childless and my grandmother with no mom who was caring for all the grand children). My mom said my Uncle was looking out the window and saying wow my mom sat in her chair and watched her grandma get on her knees and pray the Rosary. All those fighter jets could not touch the plane they made it up North. My mom said everyone was terrified and my great grandma got to her knees and prayed the Rosaries until it sopped. Power of Prayer. Mother Mary saved my mom, Uncle, great grandma and all the people on the train. She was a very devout Catholic named all I think 10 children after saints . Anyways, just wanted to share my mom told me many things that was my bed time stories. She got PTSD from it all my grandparent's left all their family and came to Canada for a better life in 1948.
All Glory to God, I must take after my great grandma who I never got to meet. Anyways, sorry for long message I was going to share the other day and I thought this is too long to share. God bless!
Thank you Chris for your openness and caring for others.