Marry Me
Deep Inside Of You
Tennessee Moon
Needless to say, after all of this the headache was lifted, no more sour stomach I went to pick the kids up from school and treated them to ice cream. That evening I knew I was going to share the prayer the Holy Spirit gave me so I made a copy of it and brought it with me-never thinking who to give it to. I went to a church service with my mother and my children. I knew that it was not to be read at the service - I let my mother read it. It was for Sister Angela Marie - this nun looked ever so familiar to me that I went up to her and asked her if she taught at my high school (it was an all girls Catholic high school.) When we spoke she reminded me she was the principal at my Catholic grade school I attended. When she asked my name her next words were "_______ was your brother" I wondered for a brief moment that in my brothers short life if he himself touched this nuns heart. He was the brother of mine that was lost at sea in a boating tragedy when I was a senior in high school. His body was never recovered I shared that story several times in my blog. I know without any doubt that he did-just the way she tenderly mentioned his name.
As I sat and pondered this at the table my memory came back of Sr. she was very strict as a principal - you never ever wanted to be bad enough to have to go to her office. I think the fear alone is what kept me from being bad. As I reflect that was good for me, now-a-days too many children get away with many things. I also wrote in this journal entry that in the Catholic schools they are not teaching the catechism that I was taught it saddens my heart for the children need a very strong base of religious knowledge to keep them from going into the arms and clutches of satan. Sister and I agreed that children are very different today.I knew when I was to give the prayer to Sr. I went over to her and explained how the Holy Spirit comes to me through writing and I knew to make a copy of the prayer to bring it with me. She read it and commented to me that I had no idea I was going to see her that day & that's when I told her of my obedience to the Lord and each day as I wake up I ask the Lord to let me do Thy will not my will.
In my notes with this particular journal entry we apparently went to a church prayer gathering dinner.
This is what Holy Spirit gave to me as the prayer I shared with Sr. Angela Marie. I wrote this 5/2/1996 @ 11:05AM: "Prayer for National Prayer Day"
"Dear gracious and loving God along with your host of angels, saints and all that sing praise and give honor to you this day and forever. Please fill our hearts with peace-for our world, our nation, our communities and to the lives that we touch. Bless the youth and allow your healing touch to open up their hearts to the Holy Spirit so they become consumed in the Lord and grow and learn from reading and absorbing the words in scripture. Also capture the hearts of our elderly and those that have illness in their lives - there is much wisdom in this group and we must open our ears to the teachings that we can learn from them. Our God touches all faiths, all nationalities, all people, who have an open heart to the call of the Lord - Let us pray that hardened hearts turn to the Lord and His ways - for that is the only true way to living a life of eternal happiness. Praise be the Lord. Amen."
Well, I think that prayer sums it all up what do you think. I was a very devout Catholic woman hearing from Holy Spirit, seeing visions and images shown to me and receiving words from the throne room of heaven. I love the journeys Holy Spirit takes me on I truly do.
This blog is an example of one of those journeys from the past, well almost 24 years ago and He drew me to search my journals and stumble upon this journal entry to share with you all today. Praise God. I had a choice to make this evening and write about what I thought I was going to write about but I had an open heart to hear Holy Spirit and that is how I am able to share with you this day.
Imagine that, I gave a prayer to a former principal of mine in grade school that day. I only knew I was to make a copy of the prayer I composed and not to read it as part of the prayer gathering. It is in the still, small voice moments with Holy Spirit that you will receive revelation. Revelation that just may touch the heart of another when you least expect it. I encourage you to hear the voice of Holy Spirit and then follow His lead for someone out there needs what He has to give them. He is calling you to be the willing and obedient vessel to give to that person. I have learned that there are stories and experiences in your very life that can be used to touch another's heart. Do not let your heart get hard, keep it soft and pliable to beckon to Holy Spirit's calls to you ok.
On 5/2/1996 my rosary intention for radio station W.M.I.H was: that peace flow into the hearts of the less fortunate & those that do not know love. Apparently I read this prayer to Sr. Shealy over the radio on 6/11/1996. She had a call in program @ this Catholic radio station and she would so graciously let me share my journal entries from Holy Spirit at times when I would call in as Holy Spirit prompted me to.
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