Last night I attended mass at 7:00. I hadn't been to church in years, because honestly I had lost all interest in it. The church here on campus is absolutely the most beautiful church I have ever been in. The windows in the chapel are filled with stain glass mosaics, and the light as the sun was going down lit them perfectly so the color shone through into the chapel. Reds and purples, blues and greens painted the room and created such warmth and comfort that I haven't felt at all since I've been here. Just being in there was so peaceful. The choir started to sing some church song, Hallelujahs abound, and the sound resonated throughout the entire building, lifting me out of me seat, leaving me floating above myself, able to see all the changes I needed make to feel some happiness. It was so overwhelming, that I couldn't help but tear up, comfortably, as the choir continued to sing lovingly to the community of students in the church. Suddenly I was connected with everyone around me. Every person in the world, it felt like. I wanted to be good, and I wanted to do good. The priest preached to us a gospel and I wish I could remember it exactly. At the time I was so overwhelmed with emotion that it was if something, God perhaps, was speaking directly to me, telling me everything was going to be okay and that I am loved. It's something I have personally never felt, ever. I've never been aware of that sort of thing, or really have been religious in any way. But what I felt was last night was amazing. And I feel better than I have in weeks. Better in a way that I recognize what is bad, and want to make it better. I got so lost in the beauty of the church last night. I couldn't help it. I am ready to take on anything.