My religous experience

This is my essay for Theology that is due tomorrow. Wala lang. I just want to share my this kind of religious experience. Although I don't think it's not that religious enough? But still. I was crying while typing this essay, seriously. I'm not emo, alright? It's just that I get very emotional whenever I think about my mom.

So, here it goes.

For seventeen years of existence, I would say that my mom’s illness has given me this religious experience to realize that God does exist in this world.

It was several years ago when my mom was fighting for her life due to cancer and heart problem. We woke up one morning finding her difficult in breathing so we rushed her to the hospital’s emergency room and there, we could see her fighting for her life. A lot of machines have attached to support her. A lot of emotions have risen into us for we don’t know what will happen next. Prayer was the only answer I could have ever thought of so, I prayed to Him that for somehow, He could extend her life. After attempting her to revive, the doctor has finally come outside the room to speak with us. The doctor said that if we haven’t rushed her soon, she couldn’t have made it to the hospital.

I was so thankful that God has answered my prayer that time. He made me realize that He really exists.

The same thing goes a year later but unfortunately, she didn’t make it. Though it was sad for me because she’s already gone for such a very young age, and where my curiosity strikes often that time, I was somehow happy for her so she could live a happy life up there, without pain and sorrow. Crying is perhaps the only way to escape whenever I think of her.