A religious experience

If you're not religious, go ahead and skip over this blog. Actually, maybe it'll help you become religious?

Like I've been writing, I've had all these stress/anxiety/depression issues going on. Don't know why I've been writing them on here, but anyway. Well, I kept feeling the nudge to go to Mass today at lunch (the Cathedral of OLA is a few miles from here). I went with the nudge and went to Mass.

Today happened to be the Feast Day of St. Martin de Porres. He's known as the patron saint of brooms. That's right, brooms. The reason being that he didn't care how menial his job was, he was happy to do it in the name of God. Then during the homily the priest said that we should honor Martin by sweeping all the things that lead us away from Christ out of our lives. What are the things that are leading me away from Christ? My anxiety, depression, fear. So I thought about this. Then I got a warm sense of peace. I heard a voice and it said, "Lay all of your troubles at my feet." After that I was cheerful and ready to have a great rest of the day.

I'm going to do my best to not worry and complain about the things I'm stressed out about. I'm going to do as everyone has been telling me and to trust in God. So hopefully this will be the last you hear about my issues. I'm out.