The U-Turn, continued

An anonymous testimony by a St. Raphael parishioner of the power of Eucharistic Healing.   

Continued from part 1

I felt a pause, and in that brief moment I asked God to get me through these feelings.

My heart was racing.  The fear in me grew the closer I got to Church.  I made it to the front door, but I couldn't take another step.  I was paralyzed with fear and insecurity, an inconsolable sadness and an overwhelming desire to run.

 

I decided to do one last thing before I turned for home.  I called a friend whom I had leaned on and trusted. I knew she would give me the encouraging words I needed.  I barely spoke but two sentences when she said, "I'll be right there."

 

God gave me what I needed - the comfort of a friend and the knowledge that I wasn't going to have make my journey alone.  As my friend and I sat through the Healing Service, I felt a love and a comfortable peace that I hadn't felt in a long time.  The peace wasn't so much about what went on around me in the Church- but rather within me. 

 

My heart was forever changed that night and so was my grief. I want others to experience the peace I feel and yet the words to describe it fail me. 

 

So all I can do is encourage and invite others to come and experience God's amazing love and healing touch.