When's the last time you observed God's love for you?

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When I woke up this morning. Life is a gift from God and I’m thankful everyday to God, for the life he has given me.

Jim
 
This Christmas has been meaningful for me, because I tried hard to live the Advent season faithfully. It’s different when I’m aware the real meaning of Christmas. Not like previous years, when Christmas was just about the gifts.

So yes, I’ve been reflecting the Father’s love for me, for us.
Hopefully, I won’t forget about it.

To answer the question; just now.
 
JimR-OCDS said:
When I woke up this morning. Life is a gift from God and I’m thankful everyday to God, for the life he has given me.

Jim
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Amen.

I observe His Love for me, especially, every time I look at a crucifix.
 
Dear Marco… when I look around at all that He has blessed my mother and I with. We have a roof over our heads, and we have each other. Wishing you and everyone a very Happy New Year! 🙂
 
When dear little Gerbil Zeke smiled at me a few minutes ago.
 
MarcoPolo said:
When’s the last time you observed God’s love for you?
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Each day I can breathe a new breath…love my kids…love my husband…be enlightened by something I was previously closed minded to…really, in everything, I observe God’s love for me and my family.

I like this thread!🙂
 
This Christmas season, two of our neighbors died, one was only 49 and the father of two young children…but in their deaths, I saw the love of family and their love of God whenever they received viaticum…bread for the journey…Jesus’ body in the Eucharist. It made me realize how important it is to always stay reconciled to his mercy and goodness.
 
God’s love is so evident to me whenever I’m at Mass. When I go to receive Him in the Holy Eucharist, his love is very evident and my heart skips a beat!
 
If you mean in some special way, I’d say when I went to confession the Friday before Christmas. After I’d gone and been absolved, I still felt like I hadn’t confessed as properly as I should (there’s a long story behind that, but now’s not the time to go into all that). As I did my penance, I heard God say to me, “All is well, be not afraid.” Needless to say, all my anxiety melted away. Oh yes, God loves us and shows us his love in so many ways, great and small, we cannot number them.
 
Perhaps today, certainly some recent days. I’ve been going through a horrible emotional desert and sometimes a moment of prayer was enough to get myself collected - sometimes in the form of “please help me collect myself” and there I was, collected - much more so after receiving the Eucharist. Thanks for reminding me.

(Certainly a big one was when I was finishing my Master’s course. I received Communion at noon and thought pity the last exam wouldn’t be within one hour from then. Know what? The exam came early (so it was within that hour), took a whole of two minutes, I took an A and an invitation to the doctoral course in which I now am.)
 
After tiptoeing back into the Church from August through Thanksgiving, I came back into full communion with the Church. My wife came to midnight Mass with me on Christmas morning. (She is now tiptoeing back). As the Pastor, A true Catholic Priest proceeded up the aisle sprinkling holy water on us. I saw the Crucifix go by and started to shed tears of joy. ( I’m not big on crying in public) I knew He loved me. I felt it. I knew I was forgiven for the years away. For the sins I committed. I felt some of the outer shell of my world weary and hardened heart melt a little. I believe it to be the start of the rest of my life.

To digress, when we got to Church I knelt and prayed for a few minutes. Then I sat and took in the surroundings. It was beautiful. A wonderful, large old private chapel, donated to the Parish, filled with flowers. The flowers were around arches and spires behind the altar. The lights were dimmed. The Church was full and quiet. The smell of incense. Candle light and wreathes. I felt the peace I had left Home searching for 30 odd years ago. I felt like the prodigal son. An ingrate who came home because there was no place else to go. And our Father greeted me with open arms, and if I could have seen Him, I think He was smiling. There’s no place like Home.

As a real aside, My wife had come to Mass with me on Sunday also. Shortly before we left for that Mass, my Mother in -law came downstairs and announced she was coming also. My wife and I almost hit the floor in shock. This was the first Mass she would make in almost 19 years. The last time she was at Mass was to bury her son. He was the second child she had buried. She blamed God and hated the Church. In September she told me Pope Benedict XVI was a Nazi. ( She watches too much TV ). I read Catholic Answers on the Pope, learned a few things and shared them with her. We had talked some about the Church since then. Well the wind up is she plans on attending Mass regularly with my wife and I. Shamefully I was going to tell her she couldn’t come with us. ( She spends too much time around my wife and I also lol)Then I realized it my be better to leave her home when we go somewhere like the mall instead.

I think someone may have said this before, "The Lord works in mysterious ways. He really is amazing, He not only loves me, He apparently even loves my mother in-law. Dan
 
His Love is great. He never makes us disappointed. Christmas was a beautiful day for me. Being a non-Christain I was tensed whether I would be able to attend 11:30pm mass, as my parents would not send me out at such an hour. I just asked Jesus, to make it possible such that I attend the mass at that hour. He has given more than i asked. My father said he will come with me for Mass, and its the first time in the life that he came to church. The next day morning my Grandfather, my two younger sisters asked me to take them to church. I was surprised, the way they asked me. We all went to church morning and I bought a nice Jesus and Mary Calender and hanged in our home. Jesus has come to my home this Christmas. I Love You Jesus, I just asked you to make me attend Mass but you have given me more than I asked you. This is the love He showed me on Christmas. Its a beautiful gift given to me on Christmas.

Few hours ago, he showed me his love this way: yesterday i was struggling with some issue on my computer yesterday in office when i tried the same from home it worked. I LOVE YOU JESUS. You never ever disappoint your kids. Thank you for the love you show on us. PRAISE TO THE LORD.
 
When I pulled into my driveway coming home from a hazardous job. It is then that God’s love is made manifest, because each day as I leave for work and say my goodbyes, only the Lord knows if I shall ever see home again.

Christ’s peace.
 
Eileen_T said:
Amen.

I observe His Love for me, especially, every time I look at a crucifix.
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Last week I delivered a talk at the local center on co-incidences or … the dot dot dot is for my guardian angel…Gods messenger! I detailed a series of strange and wonderful happenings down thru the years,right up to my visit at the local hschool and my talk with some honor students…for example I showed them my drawing of the ad for .the boy with green hair…a movie about prejudice …that very evening on movie classics the movie was shown!!! A shattered piece of stone placed into my mailbox at school,no one…the secretaries admitted to it…asked the four teachers serrounding my mail slot if they had expected it…no…then a week later I receive in the mail…an answer from the Cardinal Kung Foundation re: their spring issue…I read about the capture,arrest and torture of the blessed Cardinal…and saw a phrase…'you preferred to be a shattered piece of jade rather then a complete piece of tile" next morning at school I opened my desk and re-examined the rock put into my mailbox…on the revverse it read…genuine jade!!! on and on…yes,my God has ways to communicate with His subjects…we just have to be open to His messages…amen and amen…
 
I observe God’s love for me in the fact that He is always providing me with opportunities (Confession) to get back into His good graces. I observe God’s love for me when I think of my DH, our DD, our home, our jobs and everything else He has provided us with.

It makes me wonder though, when was the last time God observed my love for Him? Certainly not enough, but I am trying.
 
mpb74 said:
I think someone may have said this before, "The Lord works in mysterious ways. He really is amazing, He not only loves me, He apparently even loves my mother in-law. Dan
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Good story Dan. Have you capped off your return with confession? It is so rejuvenating! 🙂

Everyone, I have read all your stories with interest. Keep em coming!! 😃
 
I note it regularly, and especially through the presence of a few very special friends I’ve made through this forum. He sends me constant love letters through them when they are there to uplift me in the down times, and also when they are there to help me check my ego when it is getting in the way.

I also recognize it regularly when I am reminded about unconditional love in my grandchildren. To me the Christ Child is the perfect symbol of unconditional love, one that can be related to by any of us who have been around the very young and paid any attention at all.

Peace,
 
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