I want to thank you all for your prayers. I sincerely believe that they were a huge part of the miracle that we experienced today. I also posted my dilemna at a Catholic converts' forum that was recommended to me by someone here and between my brothers and sisters here at CF and there, at least 30 people were praying for us.
Again, I have to say THANK YOU. I am humbled.
Ok. On with the story. I got about 5 hours sleep last night but decided not to let it [wash my mouth][wash my mouth][wash my mouth][wash my mouth] me off.
OH my Lord, you should have SEEN how beautiful my little daughter Meaghan looked. She was a vision.
We picked up an old (she's 79) friend and brought her to the church with us (it's an hour drive) and arrived early so we could get settled in. We had the first two pews roped off but we sure didn't need all that room.
As Mass got closer and closer, K & M still hadn't arrived and I was beginning to think that they had bailed on us but they showed up at the last minute. My excellent husband waited at the back of the church so he could escort them to their pew right behind ours.
They looked a little bit frazzled and their 8 year old daughter, G, did too.
The Mass began and WOW! Was Holy Spirit's presence just SO powerful and tangible. This was the most Spirit filled Mass that I'd experienced so far. There was such joy there!
(I also want to add that an old friend of ours who is a lapsed Catholic also came (she has
not been a fan of the CC for a long time) and it was a GREAT and pleasant surprise to see her come and support us. She told me after Mass that she was re-reading the Catechism and I nearly flipped! Miracle!)
So as I was kind of busy trying to keep Meaghan occupied, the Holy Spirit was working hard on our friend K. He wept through most of the Mass. His heart was being broken- particularly through the Peace of Our Lord. I'd never seen him cry before and I've known him for almost 5 years.
His wife M, knew everything to do since she grew up Catholic and to my surprise, she said all the prayers and sang her heart out. (I don't know if she prayed to Mary- I didn't hear- I don't think so though).
Anyway, I underestimated my friends...I thought that it would be a "protest" of sorts and that they would just kid of stand there with their jaws clenched-protesting the unholiness of it all. Maybe it was just Holy Spirit that I underestimated.
Anyway, Meaghan was the only one being baptized so she was the star. We went up for her baptism and stood at the font.
When Father annointed her with the chrism, she said "Yucky" out loud twice- pretty funny. BTW, holding a 24 pound squirming toddler still for 10 minutes in heels is NOT easy.
She was really good during the pouring of the water on her head- she was GREAT actually, considering her level of awareness. She started asking for "boo-boo" though right after that....she's not used to Father yet.
So she was welcomed as the newest member of the Catholic Church- and BOY did that hit home for me. My little daughter is a Catholic Christian. Her name is written in the Book of Life. She is now my sister in Christ as well as my daughter. It really shifts my paradigm as her mother.
The choir sang a beautiful song with her name in it- I was so touched, I cried. Lloyd almost did too. Our friend M was crying- her heart was touched I could see.
We came back to our pew and the Mass concluded.
K approached Lloyd after Mass and APOLOGIZED to him. He said that the Holy Spirit had convicted him about his behaviour and
he asked for our forgiveness. This is a man who struggles with pride (like we all don't) keep in mind.
He said that he was surprised at how very "Christ-centric" the church was (isn't that funny?) and said "B (our old pastor) and I are more Catholic than you know!"
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M told me she was very moved by the music, which is 3 guitars with a very Spanish flavour and an organ of course. She commented about the song the choir sang for Meaghan, she thought it was so beautiful and asked if I could find a CD for her of the church's choir!!!!!!
*ICON OF JAW HITTING FLOOR*
They came back to our house for lunch later that day and Lloyd, my excellent husband, knelt on the ground and said, "Before we do anything, I would like to ask for our friends' forgiveness for us not telling them sooner about our decision and for any hurt we have caused them." I got on my knees beside him and said "I do too."
Our friends were in tears again and we all prayed together and forgave each other and genuinely thanked God for the miracles that had happened in our hearts that day. We prayed for a new openness in our relationship and for our bonds to strengthen and grow. We prayed for the newest Christian, Meaghan. It was a beautiful prayer.
M told me that she wanted whatever it was that kept me from sharing with her my spiritual journey in the past to be cast aside. She said "I'm excited for you! I want to be able to fill in the missing pieces of the puzzle and pray for you when you need me to!"
I couldn't have asked for more and I told her I would take her up on it.
Our friends were changed today. We were changed too. And Meaghan most of all was changed. A myriad of miracles were shown to us and given to us. I am in AWE. I am humbled. I am so grateful.
Thank you once again my brothers and sisters, in helping to change lives. I cannot express my gratitude adequately.
btw, I just have a feeling that one day K & M are going to become Catholic too.
