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When you are humbled

Suzanne

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My husband went out this morning and popped back briefly with a huge bag and just dumped it on the table and said: it is for you! I was like: for me? So, I took a sneak preview and could not believe my eyes, there looked to be a open box inside with several gift wrapped items and cards.

I was just finishing completing the dreaded shower time and was so overwhelmed that I was crying and felt really weird and did not want to open straight away, because I did not want the awe feeling to perhaps disappear.

Now, when I used to celebrate world festivals, I was one to open presents very fast, but this time around, I actually got dressed and changed the bed clothes, before, venturing down stairs and taking a look.

First, the box was a basket with material around it and in truth, I had thought literal, because my husband had said: I am with so and so, and I assumed the bag had come from them, but was perplexed to see three cards and thought: wow, this couple is so nice to actually give me three cards lol

I was wrong! The three cards came from three different couples from my congregation and I had hand cream ( so grateful for that, since I use it all the time) and bath things ( but do not have a bath) and sweets and a croched heart and a tiny little statue.

So touched and feel humbled beyond belief. And tomorrow, I am getting a colouring book for adults ( all very tasteful, as this is from my faith).

I have recently gone through some sort of carthetic moment and instead of feeling needy, I actually feel the opposite now and I just cannot cope with being amongst people.

Just to add, these spiritual sisters decided that because I just do not want to associate and they were stuck how to be supportive, decided to make a box of goodies for me, to let me know how much they love me and miss me. They actually found material and decorated the box for me.

What touched me equally is not once in the cards are they demanding I should return to my meetings; but just that they know I am having a rough time and take my time and they look forward to seeing me.

I either listen to my meetings at home or sit in the car, at our hall, because each time I think about going in, I start to panic.

One elder ( priest) said to me that when I visited the toilet, he had seen me and realised I must be in the car and he shed tears and amazing said that I am inspiration to others!!!!!:):eek:
 
My husband went out this morning and popped back briefly with a huge bag and just dumped it on the table and said: it is for you! I was like: for me? So, I took a sneak preview and could not believe my eyes, there looked to be a open box inside with several gift wrapped items and cards.

I was just finishing completing the dreaded shower time and was so overwhelmed that I was crying and felt really weird and did not want to open straight away, because I did not want the awe feeling to perhaps disappear.

Now, when I used to celebrate world festivals, I was one to open presents very fast, but this time around, I actually got dressed and changed the bed clothes, before, venturing down stairs and taking a look.

First, the box was a basket with material around it and in truth, I had thought literal, because my husband had said: I am with so and so, and I assumed the bag had come from them, but was perplexed to see three cards and thought: wow, this couple is so nice to actually give me three cards lol

I was wrong! The three cards came from three different couples from my congregation and I had hand cream ( so grateful for that, since I use it all the time) and bath things ( but do not have a bath) and sweets and a croched heart and a tiny little statue.

So touched and feel humbled beyond belief. And tomorrow, I am getting a colouring book for adults ( all very tasteful, as this is from my faith).

I have recently gone through some sort of carthetic moment and instead of feeling needy, I actually feel the opposite now and I just cannot cope with being amongst people.

Just to add, these spiritual sisters decided that because I just do not want to associate and they were stuck how to be supportive, decided to make a box of goodies for me, to let me know how much they love me and miss me. They actually found material and decorated the box for me.

What touched me equally is not once in the cards are they demanding I should return to my meetings; but just that they know I am having a rough time and take my time and they look forward to seeing me.

I either listen to my meetings at home or sit in the car, at our hall, because each time I think about going in, I start to panic.

One elder ( priest) said to me that when I visited the toilet, he had seen me and realised I must be in the car and he shed tears and amazing said that I am inspiration to others!!!!!:):eek:

Wow how wonderful Suzanne, I'm so happy for you, hope this gives you some faith that you are a valued member of your church!
 
Wow how wonderful Suzanne, I'm so happy for you, hope this gives you some faith that you are a valued member of your church!

My infliction is no matter how much love is being poured out, one slip and I can't deal with it and so, I find that sitting in our car and listening in, I can concentrate so much more on spiritual things.

No one means to do this, but the amount of times, I have gone into the hall and feel awkward, because everyone is talking and no one wants to talk with me. I know that I should also try to talk, but sometimes I just cannot and therefore, sit feeling very alone.
 
My infliction is no matter how much love is being poured out, one slip and I can't deal with it and so, I find that sitting in our car and listening in, I can concentrate so much more on spiritual things.

No one means to do this, but the amount of times, I have gone into the hall and feel awkward, because everyone is talking and no one wants to talk with me. I know that I should also try to talk, but sometimes I just cannot and therefore, sit feeling very alone.
that's why I stopped going to church It was just too many people in one space.
One thing about me I'm consistent I feel exactly the same in the house as I do outside .
what I would've enjoyed is the children's church it's much quieter wouldn't have the nerve to just go and to sit there
 
I don't feel better in the house !

Ahh, do you mean: paranoia? Because I used to feel this way, but marriage actually solved that for me. My husband having to go out ot work, meant me home all day alone and I got used to it.
 
if it's paranoia it means I feel paranoid everywhere ,I used to feel safe in the house ,what I legally have to call children started throwing stones at the window now I don't .
 

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