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Hello everyone, good morning. Today I am joining the latest initiative in our column “Tell me your story”, which our @brujita18 titled: Tell me the story of that experience that spoke to you about God in your life. Talking about God in my life is, I believe, one of the most valuable stories I can tell.

I grew up in a home where religion was always a source of discussion and disagreement among the adults, so my spiritual formation was built, literally adrift, based on everything I felt was healthy for my soul and definitely guided by God. For the same reason as the differences at home, I was baptized because my dad insisted on it, and the rest just happened by chance, not because anyone planned it.

I was taught to pray the Lord's Prayer and the Hail Mary from a young age, I suppose because of my father's influence, but no one ever talked to me about God, the life of Jesus, his teachings, and what they meant in our lives. No one ever blessed the food at the table, nor did I ever hear anyone in the family pray or give thanks for the good things in life... much less pray the rosary. I learned all of that when I entered my last year of high school at a nuns' school, thanks to my dad, of course.

There we had a specific subject for divine teachings, we prayed every morning before entering the classrooms, and once a week we attended Mass at the Cathedral of San Cristóbal, which was right across from the school. It was there, together with my classmates, that I began to understand God's presence in my life at every step, in every action, decision, thought, sadness, disappointment, joy, and achievement.

But the moments when I understood and appreciated His protection even more were when I fell and felt how He opened the way and cleared it so that I could get up and move forward. That experience has been repeated countless times since my adolescence until today, and perhaps also when I was a child, but I didn't notice it, nor did I know it, and I don't remember it either, but I can attest to many times when I felt that an immense and deep hole was opening up in front of me that wanted to swallow me up, and when I spoke to Him from my heart, miraculously everything calmed down and was resolved, as if by magic.

Since then, I have countless testimonies of his presence and protection in my life, even in the things I plan that go wrong, or simply those I fail to achieve. It is true that on several occasions I said: Why are you leaving me alone? Why are you denying me this opportunity? And shortly thereafter, He placed before my eyes a large number of negative situations right where I was building my plans. I have remained silent, almost in shock, analyzing the context and understanding why He took me away from that life plan.

On several occasions, I have been going through very difficult financial situations, with a thousand basic debts suffocating me, trying to get back on my feet after falling down, and I have sat down to talk to Him, because I know that He always listens to me, and that all of this is a test to prove my resilience and ability to emerge victorious from every battle. And minutes after talking to Him, out of nowhere, unexpected solutions arise, from places that have surprised me, and I have been able to resolve everything. Honestly, I have felt His hand reaching out to take mine and help me get up after every fall. That is why I know that as long as He is by my side, I will always be protected, and that the things that happen are for a reason, as are the things that do not happen... as the saying goes.

I hope you like my participation, thank you for visiting my blog and being part of our column. I invite my friends @mercmarg and @belkyscabrera to participate. Happy day.

IMAGE SOURCES - FUENTES DE IMÁGENES

Tomar la mano de Dios - Pixabay
Dios y naturaleza - Pixabay
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