Such weird thoughts come into my head at Mass. Sometimes I wonder if God wants me there just because I seem to get quiet enough to listen. And some days I wonder if I just truly make it all up and have this split personality where one of them is a pseudo God who whispers weird thoughts in my head.
Yesterday at Mass I was kneeling after communion and as I felt the breeze others made on my face as they went past me back to their pews this thought came into my head, "The wind blows where it will Cheryl. Even in ********." Which was the name of the church where my husband and boys go. I immediately thought of the Holy Spirit and how it is described in the Bible as wind. Point taken, whoever You are.