Well, at least it felt like it was even though it was a sunny Saturday morning in early March. I had been to St. Anthony's many times before for evening programs or one day programs, but something was different this time. I was struggling with an unexpected turn in my life, not sure what the future held for me. I was depressed and I felt alone. I decided to attend this particular program at the last minute hoping it would give me something to think about other than my struggles. I don't remember much about the program, the presenters, even the subject matter. I just remember feeling welcomed and appreciated from the moment I walked in that morning and my struggles feeling a little less burdensome when I left. Nothing about my struggles changed in those few hours, but I changed. I didn’t know it then, but I know now that God drew me there that day. Despite all my knowledge about God, I realized I did not know God. Over the many months since that day, I have spent a lot of time at St. Anthony’s. I have learned I am, we are, never alone. I have found friends, spirituals companions and guides among fellow retreatants, presenters, staff, and the authors I met in the library, bookstore and through the presenters. I feel at home and at peace when I am at St. Anthony's, and whether I am there for a few hours or a few days, I always leave feeling refreshed and re-energized. Most importantly, I met and came to know God was much different than I thought that day. God is loving, merciful and concerned with and about each of us. God comes into the “messiness” of my life and our world and speaks to us through the seasons, through the world around us, through other seekers and even through dark and stormy nights.