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Simon_X
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I wonder if this particular memory could have been inspired by the Holy Spirit, and if so, wonder for what reason. The reason I ask this, is I attended a Parish Mission recently and the Speaker said we should be very aware of really listening and watching for God speaking to us in the little things in our lives.
The other day at work, I was busy at my desk as usual, not a bad day, but pretty normal day as they go. Anyway, out of no where, a very strong memory came to me from my childhood. It was so strong, I can remember many of the details as if it happened only yesterday. It took place many years ago when I was probably 8 or 9 years old. I was lying on the couch in the front room of our old family home on a summer Saturday morning. All was well with the world. Mom was just finishing up house cleaning, Dad was reading the newspaper or something a in his favorite chair. I was watching a Spiderman TV cartoon. We had an enclosed front porch and the door was open letting in a cool morning breeze. It was a very pleasant moment, I felt loved and secure. Of course, since then, I have grown up and Dad died about 20 years ago and Mom about 3 years ago. The world has pretty much moved on. I don’t have any particular problems in my life, other then normal day to day things.
Really weird that this would hit me out of no where.
Any thoughts or has anyone experienced anything like this too?
Thanks…
The other day at work, I was busy at my desk as usual, not a bad day, but pretty normal day as they go. Anyway, out of no where, a very strong memory came to me from my childhood. It was so strong, I can remember many of the details as if it happened only yesterday. It took place many years ago when I was probably 8 or 9 years old. I was lying on the couch in the front room of our old family home on a summer Saturday morning. All was well with the world. Mom was just finishing up house cleaning, Dad was reading the newspaper or something a in his favorite chair. I was watching a Spiderman TV cartoon. We had an enclosed front porch and the door was open letting in a cool morning breeze. It was a very pleasant moment, I felt loved and secure. Of course, since then, I have grown up and Dad died about 20 years ago and Mom about 3 years ago. The world has pretty much moved on. I don’t have any particular problems in my life, other then normal day to day things.
Really weird that this would hit me out of no where.
Any thoughts or has anyone experienced anything like this too?
Thanks…