When I came back to Catholic Church, I had a hard time with Marian devotion. I simply could not understand it. Once I went to Confession and talked to the priest about this. He smiled, and told me if I knew what day it was. I didn't. It was February 11th, the day of Our Lady of Lourdes. He proceeded to talk about the apparition, the message, the humility of the little girl to whom Mary appeared, how the apparitions were expressions of the glory of God and of the glorification God will give to all the saved in the Final Judgement, and finally about Mary being a helper, one of the several helpers God has provided us, not that God needed a helper, but we do need all the help we could get. He talked a long time, while I was on my knees in the confessional (open confessional, in the Church, with some people in the pews waiting for Confession). When he finally gave me the absolution and the penance and the blessing, I tried to get up on my feet but fell back on my knees. My legs had both fallen asleep all the way up to the knees. I massaged my legs a bit and tried again to get up, and again I fell on my knees. The priest was worried: "Are you OK?" I started laughing quietly: "My legs have fallen asleep, I cannot get up!". I tried a third time, and again I fell on my knees.
By that time, I was trying to contain laughter, to no avail. A lady approached the confessional and asked if I needed help. I told her, laughing: "I do, I cannot get up, both my legs have fallen asleep!". She held me and helped me walk back to a pew, while I laughed the whole way. I must have looked crazy (or drunk) to the onlookers, but I felt peaceful and not ashamed. I felt like God wanted to tell me: "Daughter, don't take yourself too seriously! And when I want, if I want, you will walk with the help of a lady. And will make you laugh in the best humility. Because I am a God who loves the laughter of His children!"
I still smile when I remember.
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