|I’ve been touched by an angel but didn’t know it until asking why I was chosen by a Catholic nun to guide other students into receiving their first Holy Communion some “xx” amount of years ago.
In other words, I believe I was touched by the Hand of God when I was only six years old.
OK, maybe “touched” ain’t the correct word to use unless you’re referring to my mental state nowadays. But, I swear to all that is holy that the Presence of the Almighty appeared on my behalf, and my first grade teacher saw something in a youngster not primed yet to be a juvenile delinquent.
Let me start at the beginning.
I meditated with a small group in Pottstown, PA, and was reflecting on how little psychic power I have. I’m no medium and am not what you might call an “intuitive.” I have had moments of clarity when I have seen, or more accurately, “felt” the truth of something or other and I’ve written on these things. I knew it in my gut and used what some folks call the “wisdom we were born with.”
What got me wondering about some other possible other-worldly gift, was while I reflected on being a 12-year old who felt the Presence of God, but didn’t know it until 40 years later.
(But that’s another story. See: https://contoveros.wordpress.com/2010/04/02/remembering-the-greatest-time-of-my-life/)
Today while in what I call the “post-meditative-state,” I wondered if something spiritual might have occurred when I was much younger. I then thought of a time when I was in first grade in Saint Ludwig’s Roman Catholic. Sister St. Leonard had chosen me to be one of the so-called angels. The duty of an angel was to guide the second graders to the front of the church where they were to receive their first Holy Communion by a priest. I remember I was standing at the end of a pew where the second graders had been kneeling during a church service. I was wearing pure white. I had on white shoes, white pants, white shirt and a white cape that had a blue silk lining.
Angels seen guiding me and you Looking back, I know that I must have appeared quite dashing! There is a picture taken by a family member showing me in the angel outfit standing outside of Saint Ludwig’s Church. I look quite angelic in my get up. I’m in front of a column carved into one of the church’s entrance way.
On reflection about my earliest encounter with the spiritual world, I couldn’t help but wonder if there was some sort of reason that I was called to serve others in the House of the Creator. Maybe it was a first calling of sorts.
There must have been something in me that the good nun saw that I couldn’t see. There must have been some good that kind of stuck out or showed in what I later learned could have been my aura of sort.
I believed in Jesus. I believed that whenever I did something bad or sinful, it hurt Jesus. The worst thing in the world to a kid of that age, I believe, was to do something intentionally negative, be it an act or thought, or even a thought or act of omission.
I believed it made Jesus weep.
Maybe that is what Sister Saint Leonard had seen in me back then. Maybe it was one of the angels who surrounded me as a child, manifesting for the nun to see the entity.
I like to think there were other times when the divine engulfed me so much that I couldn’t do anything except the Will of God.
Hey, that ain’t so bad, come to think of it. It’s kind of like being touched by an angel to help humanity see and feel the unconditional love in the universe. Who needs to be a medium when you can be a mystic?
No Greater Love than that for My Beloved
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Among my various unpublished works is Making Love To God, a potent manuscript that weaves my highly personal experience of Divine Union with a look at contemporary spiritual relationships (including my own). The words carry a frequency that can unlock the hearts of those who are ready for such a path.
In the interest of unfettered sharing and as a deepening of my own truth, I begin today to offer up the manuscript in a series of consecutive blog posts. I trust this material will be received and honored in the Spirit in which it is given. May we all find the courage to strip away anything that separates ourselves from our own Divinity.
Image is “Ecstasy of St. Teresa” by Gianlorenzo Bernini. The marble sculpture (1647-52) stands approximately 11′-6″ tall, in the Santa Maria della Vittoria, Rome.
Making Love To God
by Rachel Snyder
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