I’ve been looking for a new confessor, as my old one left under some sad circumstances. Someone here once advised to ask the Lord, “Take me shopping.” So I asked Him to take me shopping and tried out a few, and one of them - the new priest in the parish - I crossed off right away - he was just not my type at all - too cheerful and not deep enough. Then I ended up with him the next week, and he was better, but I still didn’t want him all the time.
Then I had some business to conduct with him and made an appointment to see him in his office one afternoon. A nagging thought kept popping up - maybe it’s him??? So I thought (prayed very informally) that if we ended up talking all afternoon and it was very good, I’d take that as a sign that he was for me. In reality, I expected to make my little presentation and request and be out of there in less than half an hour.
I’m sure you can guess what happened. He was waiting for me in the reception area when I arrived ten minutes early for the appointment (so I could make a quick visit to the Blessed Sacrament). I made a quicker visit than I planned so as not to be rude. We went to his office and THREE HOURS LATER I glanced out the window and saw my DH coming to pick me up at the time we had arranged - we’re sharing a car and have to make compromises.
Our conversation was the most incredible conversation I have ever had in my whole 54 years of life. We talked about the business I came to discuss (which was a little touchy in itself), then anything and everything else - people, parishes, his vocation story, that kind of stuff, and then he moved in for the kill. Soon we were talking about all my deep dark secrets and he was being very direct and very gutsy about what he was saying and I was totally blown away - mesmerized. No one has ever spoken to me like that. Ever.
The receptionist looked at me as if I had grown an extra head when I left, so I just joked that when you meet someone new, there’s a lot to chat about - haha.
I emailed a thank you and explained a little about what I just said here about choosing a confessor. He wrote back and praised the work of the Holy Spirit. A couple of days later, he waited for me outside after Mass to talk again and said how glad he was that he had had no other appointments that day. Coincidence? I think not.
So I guess this is it. I just asked for another meeting - we’ll see how it goes. Anyway, that’s my sign story.