I'm a bit lost here but a good read and a slight side step I think , Jane, [and good for you if whatever happened was a positive result of your 'intervention'].
I did all the church thing till I was 19 [Methodist] and purely [for me] a social event--was bored with the preaching and not for once believed the stories told. I have been near death through heart disease, narrowly avoided the tsuami disaster, molested by a member of the cloth and my first client for testicle waxing was a priest.
Where am I going with all this--God only knows--but I do now, thank you.
I was very close to my Grandmother, she was living with my family but I was away travelling with a show. Was on a bus in the middle of nowhere and I started to cry [sobbing actually]. Arriving at the next town I went straight to the post office to see if I had a telegram[shows how old I am] and there it was--my Nan died the time I started to cry.
How, when. where or why ?? Didn't make me convert but sure makes me feel happy that my Nan and I had this invisible connection and she was able to tell me when she went.
I want to be there when my Mother goes as I have told her that I want to be holding her hand when she does [she doesn't believe either--her words 'a load of rubbish'.
So Jane--thank you for letting me contribute a little story from one who has no beliefs except to believe it is important to make a contribution without putting any sort of label on yourself.
Whenever I do something to help my Mum[96] she always says--'another star in your crown,Darling'.