Where the time had disappeared, she didn't know. All she knew was that when she entered the chapel time did not stand still. Time seemed to have the wings of angels, who themselves, lived outside of time. More importantly, in that small chapel, she sat with Jesus, contained in the monstrance. She closed her eyes to worship Him, inside her heart she sang songs of praise to Him, then opened her eyes to find herself filled with the glory of His love. God cannot be outdone in generosity. God cannot be anything but love, kindness, and justice. God can only be the great I AM, Creator, Redeemer, Savior, Paraclete. In His Sacred Heart there is shelter from the storms. Without Him there is nothing.