RomanRyan1088:
I got a funny story to tellk ya’ll.
I went to catholic school for 5 years. One time my brother bought this wall rosary, and it was glow in the dark, but thats the thing, i didn’t know it was glow in the dark. So, he hung it up and he always left his door open, and he hung it where every1 could see it. Well me, i walked by the room, and when i saw that rosary glowing, i thought I was chosen to be the next MOSES!. I kicked off my sandels and i thought my hair was ganna turn grey and i felt like I was the next “Chosen One”. Well I screamed and i told my mom, " God is talking to me", and i took her over there, she couldn’t stop laughing. People still call me “Chosen” even today!

That’s hilarious! And although this is OT, I have to post the story: You totally reminded me of something I did when I was about 5!
I was sitting at Mass next to my Mom…every week. And I don’t remember if it was a new thing or if I just started to take notice, but Fr. Webber started praying over the loudspeaker during the Our Father…you know that section, “…and grant us peace in our day. Keep us free from sin and protect us from all anxiety as we wait in joyful hope for the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ…” I think what was different was that he was usuing a mike, wheras our church was small enough so that he could normally project his voice.
But we often had background music, so I guess he decided to be sure we could hear! Anyhoo, I sat next to Mom and suddenly this big voice came over the loudspeakers…during the OUR FATHER of all prayers!
I tugged at Mom’s sleeve, but she shooed me away. I sat aghast, thinking that God was actually talking to us AND NO ONE CARED!!! I felt that it was VERY IMPORTANT that I bring this to Mom’s attention. So I whispered more loudly, “Mom…is that GOD??? Is He talking to us??? We have to LISTEN!”
She paid me no mind, just looked at me strangely and we went to the sign of peace. I felt for a long time that somehow I’d been especially blessed to have heard God when no one else did!
I later figured out that Father was using a microphone and that Mom had had NO IDEA what I was talking about when I asked her if his voice was God’s. I guess she just thought I was nuts for awhile.
I just wish I could always go to Mass and think that it was God addressing us directly over the PA system! LOL
Anyway, back to the topic…I do carry a rosary on my rearview mirror as a very recent addition. It was my First Communion rosary and amazingly, I now pray the rosary every morning as I drive to work. It is not only a statement of my faith, but a symbol to remind me of the presence of Christ.
