I wanted to tell you all about something that happened to me today after Mass. I was praying, kneeling in front of the statue of the Virgin Miriam at church (Sorry, lately I feel more comfortable referring to her by her Hebrew name. I hope no one objects.) I had some things on my mind. I prayed to both Miriam and Yeshua (Again, I hope no one objects, but I'd rather call Him by His Hebrew name.). I wasn't upset, as in crying, but I was concerned about some things.
As I was praying, I felt someone wrap their arms around me, as if I was being hugged. Actually, that's exactly what it felt like. A big, but gentle, hug. I felt a sense of peace and calm come over me. It's really weird, but I felt warm too. Not a hot, unpleasant warmth, but a relaxing, comforting warmth. I don't know how long I felt this, but it was a while. A minute or two maybe.
Now it gets REALLY WEIRD. I swear this is what happened next. I smelled roses. Sweet smelling roses. It was beautiful. Then I heard a woman say, "Romans 8."
I was a little freaked out, but not really scared. I came home and turned to Ramans 8, and this is what I found at the end of the chapter, verses 37 and 38:
For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor present things, nor future things, nor powers,
nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature will be able to separate us from the love of G-d in Christ Jesus our Lord.