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tomaskovarik
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Hi guys,
during the past few days (as I joined this site), I have shared with you half of my life and you showed a great interest in some of it. And so, I will also share this very deep story of my life which influenced me and maybe, it might help someone who goes (or went) through a similar ordeal.
In the year 1998 I met this incredible woman (her name was Nina by the way), and I immediately fell in love with her, and she fell in love with me. It was the “first sight” kind of thing, but without later regrets. She came from a Catholic family (her parents are still practicing, her dad is a deacon), but she never really believed in God, she was a chemist by profession. I could never convince her, so we usually avoided the topic and instead of Jesus we discussed Socrates or Beethoven. What is worse, she used to be earlier involved with wicca practices and tarrot and she remained very interested in this New Age movement.
Two years of a total bliss followed and then suddenly she died. From one day to another basically. She contracted a lyme disease and had an unusual reaction to the medication. My entire world collapsed, I was absolutely devastated. I collapsed on the floor of the ICU unit in the hospital where she died.
I started to drink (almost as a stereotype), left the Church and tried to contact her, seeking the assistance of various mediums, tarrot cards and similar nonsense.
Of course I never succeeded. It took the Holy Spirit about one year to bring me back to senses so that now I am pretty much back to my normal self, going about my profession, my faith in God has actually even deepened by this experience, since I suffered greatly (and so did Jesus - except that Jesus suffered for us and our salvation, whereas I suffered only for myself).
I read everything the Catholic Church ever produced on what happens after death (which is remarkably consistent from early fathers down to the new Cathechism).
I am only worried about where she is now…my hope is that she turned in the right direction and accepted Jesus as her personal saviour (to use the protestant linguo). But my fears are that she may not, I just don’t know. (These feelings are based on her occult tendencies mainly) So, all I can do is to pray for her and offer masses for her (which her mom did). Sometimes I feel like she is with me (the feeling of her presence occassionally), but even this is evaporating. I am no longer grieving, I did accept her death and I am continuing with my life.
One can never understand fully the dispair and tragedy of a person who lost his/her loved one, unless he/she himself/herself experiences this. One good thing that came of this this personal trauma is that I feel almost “qualified” to give help to other people with similar experiences.
I would like to ask you (whoever cares about this) to pray to God, and especially to mom (Mother Mary) for Nina, will you do that for me?
Tomas
during the past few days (as I joined this site), I have shared with you half of my life and you showed a great interest in some of it. And so, I will also share this very deep story of my life which influenced me and maybe, it might help someone who goes (or went) through a similar ordeal.
In the year 1998 I met this incredible woman (her name was Nina by the way), and I immediately fell in love with her, and she fell in love with me. It was the “first sight” kind of thing, but without later regrets. She came from a Catholic family (her parents are still practicing, her dad is a deacon), but she never really believed in God, she was a chemist by profession. I could never convince her, so we usually avoided the topic and instead of Jesus we discussed Socrates or Beethoven. What is worse, she used to be earlier involved with wicca practices and tarrot and she remained very interested in this New Age movement.
Two years of a total bliss followed and then suddenly she died. From one day to another basically. She contracted a lyme disease and had an unusual reaction to the medication. My entire world collapsed, I was absolutely devastated. I collapsed on the floor of the ICU unit in the hospital where she died.
I started to drink (almost as a stereotype), left the Church and tried to contact her, seeking the assistance of various mediums, tarrot cards and similar nonsense.
Of course I never succeeded. It took the Holy Spirit about one year to bring me back to senses so that now I am pretty much back to my normal self, going about my profession, my faith in God has actually even deepened by this experience, since I suffered greatly (and so did Jesus - except that Jesus suffered for us and our salvation, whereas I suffered only for myself).
I read everything the Catholic Church ever produced on what happens after death (which is remarkably consistent from early fathers down to the new Cathechism).
I am only worried about where she is now…my hope is that she turned in the right direction and accepted Jesus as her personal saviour (to use the protestant linguo). But my fears are that she may not, I just don’t know. (These feelings are based on her occult tendencies mainly) So, all I can do is to pray for her and offer masses for her (which her mom did). Sometimes I feel like she is with me (the feeling of her presence occassionally), but even this is evaporating. I am no longer grieving, I did accept her death and I am continuing with my life.
One can never understand fully the dispair and tragedy of a person who lost his/her loved one, unless he/she himself/herself experiences this. One good thing that came of this this personal trauma is that I feel almost “qualified” to give help to other people with similar experiences.
I would like to ask you (whoever cares about this) to pray to God, and especially to mom (Mother Mary) for Nina, will you do that for me?
Tomas
