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MarieVeronica
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Hi everyone. I just had to share this. This morning… we arose to gray skies and the threat of thunderstorms. My mother and I both prayed, that it would stop… so we could get to Mass. It didn’t stop. It continued to pour buckets and buckets of rain. And I began to wonder, if we were going to miss Mass… yet again, because of bad weather.
But something inside of me, clearly said: “Trust”. And so, we continued our preparations for Mass. As many of you know, this wasn’t an easy decision to make… because my mother is extremely disabled and getting her outside, into the car and in (and out) of the Church is a major undertaking. We don’t have a garage, and must park our car outside, under the open sky.
As we stepped out onto our covered porch, it continued to POUR. I locked the front door, and turned my attention to helping my mother. (This is true, so help me). As we stepped off the porch, into the open… it STOPPED raining. It was as if… a water spigot had been shut off. The moment we got INTO the car, the pouring rain began again.
For the rest of the trip, out… I was able to get us underneath some sort of covering… where the rain didn’t pelt us. But for that ONE brief moment, from our front door to the car (where we would have gotten soaked)… the Lord showed us His Mercy, in a pronounced way. I just wanted to share with everyone.
I would love to hear what God did for YOU today!
The recent thread by “GodsPrincess” inspired me to be more aware of His goodness, to us… even in the smallest things. Hence, I noticed His “answer” to our prayer, this morning. He truly loves us!
(P.S. It stopped raining when we got home, as well. Just long enough to get my mother INSIDE… also, without getting wet. Thank You, Lord).
But something inside of me, clearly said: “Trust”. And so, we continued our preparations for Mass. As many of you know, this wasn’t an easy decision to make… because my mother is extremely disabled and getting her outside, into the car and in (and out) of the Church is a major undertaking. We don’t have a garage, and must park our car outside, under the open sky.
As we stepped out onto our covered porch, it continued to POUR. I locked the front door, and turned my attention to helping my mother. (This is true, so help me). As we stepped off the porch, into the open… it STOPPED raining. It was as if… a water spigot had been shut off. The moment we got INTO the car, the pouring rain began again.
For the rest of the trip, out… I was able to get us underneath some sort of covering… where the rain didn’t pelt us. But for that ONE brief moment, from our front door to the car (where we would have gotten soaked)… the Lord showed us His Mercy, in a pronounced way. I just wanted to share with everyone.
I would love to hear what God did for YOU today!
(P.S. It stopped raining when we got home, as well. Just long enough to get my mother INSIDE… also, without getting wet. Thank You, Lord).