Hello Brother,

Thanks you for the expertise that you provide on this site.

I wanted to pass along this experience I had several months ago at Mass, right after receiving communion, but before the final blessing, while I was kneeling in prayer.

I can't recall the exact date, sometime in 2010, as I havent given it much thought until now. Anyway, I recall I had made a good confession a day or so before Mass. And, seemed to be closer to Jesus as a result of saying the Divine Mercy Chaplet more fervently in recent days. And, was trying to focus on God during Mass and after communion. I believe I felt the True Presence of Our Lord in my thoughts and heart, of Jesus and the Holy Spirit, and, as I recall, seemed to be focused on things that are holy. However, I cant recall exactly what I was specifically thinking about at that moment. Most of the time this focus isn't always where it should be in my prayers.

Suddenly, I felt a strange and abrupt sort of wind sweep against my forehead and beyond it, out of nowhere, or at least thats the best way I can think to describe it. Kind of hard to explain. It felt warm and lasted for only a split second or so, and it felt like a kind of love that I never felt before, slightly physical but seemingly aimed at the forehead of my soul. I attributed it as possibly being a merciful gesture from God towards me a sinner and and never really thought about it much afterwards.

Anyway, just thought I would pass this along. Not certain what to make of it, maybe it was wind from a nearby fan or just in my head.

Just curious if you might have any thoughts or have ever heard of this before? I would like to also say that I have believed in God my whole life and try to attend Church every Sunday. I feel that because of this belief, more is expected of me and I feel guilty for the many serious sins I have piled on Jesus over the years, while claiming to truly believe. I sometimes cringe at the lousy Christian example set while claiming to know and set an example of Jesus before others, and still struggle mightily with humility and kindness as I continue into the latter part of mid life. It's as if at times I have given Jesus that hour on Sunday and then carry on like a thoughtless idiot toward others the rest of the week. ugh..

Anyway, this only happened once, never since. Nor do I look for it or expect it to occur again. As mentioned, I continue to struggle trying to avoid sin. Frequently falling, but God still helps me up every time, He never gives up.