Have you had a bad nose before? Have you experienced having to go through lessons when your nose cannot stop watering throughout the day? And when you wake up in the morning, your entire nose is clogged up and you are gasping for breath?
I couldn't take the feverish feeling anymore, so I saw the doctor. It was either allergic rhinitis or sinusitis. And it wasn't a good sign because I had a cold only a month ago. And it was week 11. The doctor apparently saw how serious the condition was because he gave me medicine that was strong enough to knock out a cow. It definitely dried up my nose, but it was temporary and I felt faint when I stood up (that's why I didn't go for prayer meet that week :S)
I started attending masses at St Peter and Paul recently because the Sacristy got burnt in IHM, so I was (am still) temporarily displaced of my church as I didn't want to risk celebrating mass in the outdoors (that happens when you are not early). Week 10's Sunday, I was at St Peter and paul. It wasn't too crowded and the people were very reverent and prayerful. I picked up a copy of the church flyer for the mass times for the following week and found that the week after was to be a healing mass (18 Mar, Sat).
Of course I was interested then. I've heard stories about how people get miraculously healed during the mass. My own sponsor's back was healed in mass. But as you know, stories will always remain as stories. You are awed by God's power but you don't really feel that you are a true witness.
Well, life gets crazier in SMU and I forgot about the healing mass over the week.
By chance, my finance group decided, after trying to accomodate everyone's schedule, that Sunday morning is the only time that everyone could meet. I couldn't go for Sunday sunset because I had a family dinner.
My salsa class on Saturday ended at 5 p.m. I bombarded QQ with msges to find out the time that was most convenient for my schedule. The cathedral one was definitely too late. I wanted something that was 5 plus.
Guess what? I ended up at the healing mass at Sp&p.
I was 15 min early for mass but by then, the church was packed to the brim. I thought it was the biggest mistake to be there because I had to stand on heels throughout mass, it was hot and stuffy, I had to keep blowing my nose, I felt sick in the stomach after twirling too much in class and I was tired and hungry. Father Gino was a very charismatic speaker who made everyone reflect about their Christian lives, but he spoke painfully slowly (for me at that state anyway). I almost contemplated leaving for the later mass at cathedral. At the point of time, I was wondering what could attract such a hoard of people to the mass when nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
The healing session came right at the end at the Eucharist. It didn't feel like one at all. It took at most 10 minutes? All Father Gino did was to prepare us by welcoming Jesus Christ in a humming manner. And then, he started on a string of healings. It went something like this:
'There are people here with problems with the blood. The Lord is healing you now. Just follow your doctor's directions and all will be fine.'
'There are a few people here with cancer. A boy about 12 years old has Leukaemia. Do not fear the Lord will heal you.'
'3 people here have heart problems. 2 men and 1 women. The Lord is healing you now.'
'A man about 75 years old has a back problem. The Lord is healing you now.'
'Many old men and old women sitting here have arthritis and joint problems. You will be healed.'
'People with gastric problems, the Lord is healing you. Make sure you continue medication and eat the right food.'
It was so vividly described. In a few cases, the age, the number of people, the condition was described.
'There are people here with colds or sinus. You will be healed.'...
Oh my goodness.
I was so touched I cried. I mean, there are so many people out there with far more serious illnesses than me. Why would Jesus bother about a mini cold?
Ironically, my nose started running more than ever with my tears as I walked out of church. But after I stopped crying. I never blew my nose again the whole evening. I thought it was too miraculous to for it to be true. So I decided to wait till the next morning to see if I wake up with the sickening blocked nose.
I could breathe freely the next morning. God's touch was gentle and comforting. He healed me in a way that I actually feel healthier, not knocked out like the medicine that I took for temporary relief.
God loved me so much He couldn't bear to see me suffering, even from a little cold. He arranged it such I had to attend the healing mass where He would be there to take the suffering away from me. Now I am a witness to God's healing powers and I will never cease to praise the Lord for his glory.
My dear brothers and sisters, no matter hard it seems at school nearing the end of the term, be assured that God is ALWAYS right at your side. He is willing to share your pains as long as you allow Him to. In His own special way, He will bring the right person at the right time at the point you feel you need most help. So continue to depend on the Lord and trust in Him....
Your loving sister,
Julia :)