I felt at the time it was like Jesus calling: I need some help!
I would get up and help, then go back to 'prayer.'
This is really a miraculous development for me, who, when I've been 'bothered' during prayer times before would see it as a true interrupting inconvenience and not what it really was: Jesus calling disguised as someone who needed help.
I think many miracles happen everyday, but I am too weak and my vision is too dim to see that they are miracles.
|Speaking of miracles, I love swans.|
St. Vincent de Paul: "I go from Jesus, to Jesus."