Anyone who knows me will tell you I am not a religious person. I don’t do Bible studies or prayer meetings but I don’t shun them either.
But growing up Catholic, attending a Catholic school all my life, being part of a church choir, and our family being part of Worldwide Marriage Encounter means being told from the beginning how much God is a part of our life and how much He loves us.
Sometimes I forget and wallow in doubt and self-pity and at times I feel helpless and alone in a house filled with furbabies and people and I start to question my worth.
I wrack my brain, chat with my sisters or mom, and search online for answers or solutions. I fight to keep the demons of despair away.
Later at night I curl up in a ball on my bed with the furbabies snuggled against me and I close my eyes and pray. Oftentimes, I don’t even know what to say except … “help, please”. And I try not to cry myself to sleep.
The following day I woke up resolute and determined to get back up on my feet. I go about my day and then I feel a warmth envelope me … like a hug from my dad and next thing I know my phone pings. Some projects are coming in!
All of a sudden I felt as though a burden was lifted from my chest and the first words out of my mouth were, “Thank you, God!” My fervent prayer was heard!
And immediately the song Out of the Dark by Gary Valenciano played in my head like prayer and I found myself teary-eyed and singing, my faith restored and reinforced.