My spiritual insight for today

Since the title is about God, Writing, Literature and Life, that is where we will start today. I woke up late this morning, missed service at my current church. And being that I hate missing services, I decided to find another church having service around noon or later. The only other service later today was @ 12:30 at the Immaculate Heart of Mary. I was not too happy about going to IHM today, not because it was Catholic Mass, no, no, no, I love Catholic Mass. In fact, if I could, I would attend Mass every week, but with my schedule not always possible. What I don't like about IHM is that although the priests are very friendly and funny, the congregation not always as welcoming, plus it is always crowded and people get there late and it seems more distant and cold than other masses I have attended.

Anyway, today's mass really touched my soul today. The new vicar there gave a very moving homily titled "Crazy for Christ", which was a passionate discussion on how we should be loving Christ with a frenzy, a passion, and I was in tears, hearing the homily. This is the first time a homily made me cry, most of the time I hear sermons/homilys/messages, whatever and most of the time I come back from services with the question I ponder during the week or that moment with an answer from the sermon or homily. But this time, I was pondering about being a Christian without a specific faith or church home at the moment. Long story as to why at the moment, but for those who are reading and thinking the worst let me reassure you: no I am questioning God's existence again or any teachings, just can't decide on a new church home yet. Anyway, what I got from the homily was that even though things get chaotic and messy and life takes you in many directions, as long as you have faith in Christ, that is the most important thing and that you keep going to church every week, even if you have no church home at the moment. I was moved deeply and I was grateful to come, even if it was crowded, and the families next to me didn't smile, and during the "Our Father", no one held hands like other parishes, and the parking lot is a mess, I did enjoy my visit.

My favorite things about IHM:

--priests are friendly and welcomes any visitors to the service
--celebrate Latin Mass as well (which my Dad would probably like)
--beautiful building
--upbeat choir (today during communion we sang "I Am the Bread of Life", one of my favorites, and also brought tears to my eyes)


Well, that is all for tonight. Sweet dreams and May God be with you, always. Amen and sweet dreams.

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