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The Beginning: A Call to Faith
My journey with God began in the quiet moments of self-reflection, where the noise of the world faded into the background. In my mid-20s, I could hear the gentle whisper of the Divine calling me towards a path of spiritual awakening. It was a call to faith, a beckoning to step out of the shadows of doubt and into the light of belief.
Although most of my family were Catholic, I struggled to believe in the teachings I had received. As a child, my father and his friend had their own way of instructing, which felt more like abuse than teaching. I can’t recall the name of the church they took me to, but there, the minister would punish the children with a belt. The scariest part wasn’t the punishment, but when they began speaking in tongues. That experience pushed me away from belief.
For years, I grappled with doubt, questioning the Divine’s existence. Yet, deep down, I knew there had to be a God. To make a long story short, a few years later, I found myself in a dire situation: I had no money, which was a significant problem as I needed food for my children, toilet paper, and gas for work. I was upset because everyone I asked to borrow money from suddenly claimed they had none, even though I knew otherwise. It was disheartening; I had always been there for them, yet in my time of desperate need, no one seemed to be there for me. I had always repaid my debts, so their refusal left me angry and confused.
Then, on one fateful night, I received confirmation that God indeed exists and that miracles do happen. In my moment of desperate need, God provided. A voice inside told me to look up, and as I did, a $20 bill floated down to the ground, followed by another, and then another. While we know money doesn’t grow on trees, the $60 I found was just enough to buy gas, food, and toilet paper.
Walking with Jesus: The Path of Love and Sacrifice
As I embarked on my spiritual journey, I felt the presence of Jesus as a steadfast companion. His teachings of love, compassion, and forgiveness became my guide through life’s complexities. Walking in His footsteps, I discovered the essence of sacrifice and the strength of unconditional love.
I came to understand the dual nature of good and evil. Evil often obstructed the good in my life, leading to turmoil and forcing me to seek solutions. My experiences ranged from depressing to unnatural, leaving me feeling isolated and misunderstood.
Jesus enlightened me in ways I never imagined possible. Yet, the devil seemed intent on undermining my efforts, causing constant disruptions. I witnessed things that few others have, experiences both revealing and at times terrifying. Fearing judgment, I kept these visions to myself, as speaking out about them often leads to being labeled as ‘crazy’.
I’ve seen the darkness within people, the actual demons lurking beneath the surface. Have you ever seen someone staring at you while at a traffic light that got you feeling an inexplicable unease? That sensation might be more than it seems. I’ve encountered such moments frequently, where individuals appear and disappear, or lash out in hatred, only to retreat just as quickly.
As I grew older, I found the courage to share some of these encounters. Life has never been easy, and at 29, I turned to alcohol to cope. One evening, after questioning my purpose and lamenting my struggles to God, after I fell asleep I experienced something miraculous. A vision of a bright white light and a pair of immense, beautiful hands accompanied by a deep voice saying, “You’re here to love my son,” that left an indelible mark on me. I awoke rejuvenated, as if I had never touched a drink, and I felt as if I had slept for hours and hours, but from that day forward, I abstained from alcohol as if it never existed in my life.
The Miracles Along the Way
With every step, miracles unfolded around me—some grand, others simple yet profound. The smile of a stranger, the beauty of nature, the joy of giving—all were reminders of Jesus’ presence and the everyday miracles that we often overlook.
The Holy Spirit: The Breath of Divine Presence
The Holy Spirit moved within me like a breath of divine presence, guiding me through the valleys and peaks of my spiritual quest. It was the Holy Spirit who taught me to listen for the voice of God in the silence, to seek wisdom in the scriptures, and to find strength in prayer. I’m not the perfect person by far but for some reason he has blessed me. I know things and I will leave it at that.
The Gifts of the Spirit
As I grew in my faith, the gifts of the Holy Spirit began to manifest in my life. Wisdom, understanding, counsel, fortitude, knowledge, piety, and fear of the Lord—these gifts became the tools with which I built a life of purpose and service to others.
The Trinity: A Harmonious Relationship
The concept of the Trinity—a single God in three persons—became a cornerstone of my faith. It was a mystery that I embraced, finding comfort in the harmonious relationship between the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. Each person of the Trinity played a unique role in my spiritual journey, yet all were united in their essence and purpose.
A Personal Encounter with the Divine
My journey with the Trinity has been a personal encounter with the divine. It has been a pilgrimage of the heart, where I have come to know God not just as a distant deity, but as a loving parent, a redeeming Savior, and an empowering Spirit.
Conclusion: Continuing the Journey
As I pen this reflection for Sunday’s contemplation, I recognize that my spiritual odyssey is an ongoing quest. It’s a lifelong expedition intertwined with the Divine, brimming with instances of elation, intervals of adversity, and ceaseless evolution. I extend an invitation to you to embark on this voyage, to unearth the splendor of a life steeped in fellowship with God, Jesus, and the Holy Spirit. And may you always hold dear the truth that God’s love is unwavering, and you are never forsaken.
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I like how you say your spiritual is an ongoing quest. We don’t stop when we accept Jesus as our Lord and Savior, that is only the beginning. We follow Him and walk the path He set before us. Very good post.
Absolutely, and Thank you very much! 🙂
You are welcome.