Jesus Keeps Me From Going Crazy

04-17-2016Encountering ChristTerry Weaver

I can't pinpoint a particular moment when I first came to know Jesus as my savior and friend; it has been a journey. Yet, there have been moments throughout my life when this realization has been more clear. For example, early in my marriage I found myself in Michigan, living in a community where I didn't know anyone; however, our local Church had a perpetual adoration chapel. Spending time with the Lord was the one thing I "knew" and I found comfort in His presence. I asked the Lord while I sat before Him in the Blessed Sacrament to "increase my faith", and I felt like He really filled me with His strength.

Again, my husband and I found out that we were pregnant with our fourth child just as his company was down-sizing. We didn't know where we were going, the only thing we had to hold onto was a sense of peace, that God would provide and He did. Likewise, amidst the chaos of caring for my four children and simultaneously running the Vacation Bible School here at St. Magdalen's, I was repeatedly reminded that God is in control.

I don't know how I would function, as a mother of six children, without my faith. I have to get down on my knees to get through the insanity, to get everybody where they need to go, to make sure that my kids are making the right decisions and that I am making the right decisions. To aid this process, I make a point of going on a silent retreat every year because my life is not silent and my personality is not silent. Yet when I make a point of letting go and allow Him to shower me with graces, I receive the strength I need to be the woman God is calling me tobe.

Encountering Christ
—Terry Weaver