Who Would Have Thought

It's been awhile since my last post, now that should sound familiar to those who go to confession, if you change the last word to confession. Let me see, what have I been up to since my last visit. Oh, uhm, I have finally discovered the source of the odor. Rigged a funnel and drain over a pipe and voila, liquid and gas be gone. Must love those exhaust pipes that let out air, except if it's a long closed one that finally has broken it's seal. The odor has vanished, plus I have taken and cleaned an unused air purifier that helps in the process.

That leads me to another sort of cleaning, one of removing items that are not used, that would benefit someone who needs it more than I do. Cleaning out house as much as cleaning out my soul does extreme wonders, it should be done on a regular basis. Did I forget anything, oh yes, I also came down with a cold and is recovering from it. Received news about my tests that requires more changes in my diet and hopefully more weight loss. All in all this has been a good visit, on the blog that is. But if this were confession, then it's safe to say it was a painless visit and now one can go off to the next place and smile. Confession is great for the soul, it's awesome to leave the confessional smiling, knowing that we've done well by going in the first place. Now when receiving the Eucharist, the very body of our Lord it will be done in purity and love.

I am not afraid!

There are a few CD's that I listen to that keep me on my journey. The other day I mentioned one, but today I will tell of another that touches my soul very deeply, It is called Make a Joyful Noise by Father Pat, there are many songs that Father Pat sings that speak loudly to my soul. I don't know why or how, but sometimes it happens and at other times it doesn't.

It all depends on what the Lord is letting me know. For a long time it took me awhile to understand this and the purpose for it. But then I began to understand the call of our Lord and how he uses different means to bring his love to light. There was a moment when I was driving and listening to a CD by Josh Groban, and one song touched me so very deeply, it was a song of love. I believe I wrote about it too. Music in this sense does not always speak to my heart though. I could listen to spiritual, harmonious music and nothing at all. I could listen to Father Pat and several others and I will not have anything but the pleasure of listening to profound music.

And then there might be a moment when a specific word in one of Father Pat's would strike me deeply. I have also found it happens once or twice with JMT's, but not very often. I often wondered what it all meant. And then I would chock it up to the Holy Spirit delivering a message of love from our Lord.

But the one thing I had wondered was, is it possible to hear without music playing. And yes, it is because when it wasn't playing in a room I did hear words to a song twice at work. Not physically hear, but interiorly as if it was right there. The same when I was from sleep and hear it playing. I try to write down the exact words that I hear. I don't always manage it though, since there is no paper beside my bed. That is when I find when it is truly important it stays with me until it is written down. The discernment process for all this was not easy.

But I began to understand it better, just like the times I go to Chapel and joy lights up my soul and a smile crosses my face when there should be none. And yet it happens, I feel as if I glow, the joy that touches me is profound, just as the tears are while smiling. Have I ever understood any of it. Someday!

It works

I had my exercise plus some yesterday, I kept having to go up and down the stairs.
The joy of trying to connect to the Internet. I managed to get it all done by supper time.

When I was making supper last night, the television was on so I changed the channel to EWTN. Since I have given up watching TV I could have shut it off, but listening to EWTN was good for a change. There was something being discussed about revelation and private revelations, I didn't get to hear too much of it since both the dog and I heard a knock on the door. I looked over and saw the dog looking at the cellar door at the time we heard the knock. First I looked out the front door, no one there. Then we both went downstairs to see if there was someone at the cellar outside door, no one. Yet the dog heard it too. This took me away from preparing supper and from listening to what was being discussed about private revelations. By now nothing that mysteriously happens I take for granted. A knock on the door, a coincidence perhaps, with the timing of the program discussion, to signify what he reveals to me. I thought it was pretty good. And if there is some other way to look at it then I'm sure it will come.

I don't go looking for the mysterious or look for anything out of the ordinary, I just go on with my life, I pray, I do my best to follow his teachings and live a normal life. So when things that are out of the ordinary happen I make note of them, because for a very long time he has done these things to say look I'm showing you something, pay attention. The same when words come, I pay attention.

I don't know about somethings, that's when I discern as much as possible. There have been much that has been proof positive and some that is not. But that is part of what is for me to learn too. To know the difference when it's from him or from the deceiver. I know that my heart is being called by God, and I know he speaks lovingly to my heart. It's not just the joy that invades my soul it is the happiness that invades my being. When God is part of our heart, mind, body and soul we are united completely. What a beautiful way to be.