And He Walks with Me, And He Talks with Me

After reading a passage about Judas I had never seen that was VERY direct! ... I found that my emotional state was 'oddly' quite tearful. Especially after reading about Mary and how the story of how she anointed Christ would be told in her memory...which I did not know...

So I went outside to cry and talk to Jesus because I couldn't understand my reaction.
'Lord, why am I so moved?' '
Are you not reading the Word of God?'
'Yes.'
'Should the Word of God not move you?'
'Of course...'
'You were reading of my betrayal and all that I must suffer to fulfill prophecy. My 'goodbye' to my disciples. Of course you are moved. Are you not full of Spirit? What is Spirit but water? Does your cup not runneth over? Does it honor God to struggle keeping tears inside when the sensitivity I've gifted you with is meant to bear testimony to the power of God's Love through His Word?'

Although I am of course aging I do still feel and have always felt...when does this 'oldness' come?...seems like forever it's taking to 'feel' what age I am. Pablo Casals wrote: 'The cello is like a beautiful woman who has not grown older, but younger with time, more slender, more supple, more graceful.'

'For who would indwell have I kept you youthful. Not anything you've done has warranted it. Your body is a Holy Dwelling.' (on repeat)

A bee sat on the porch railing and I noticed it.
'And what do bees crave but honey? And here this one sits beholding this sweetness that is your indwelling and running over with emotion, sweeter than honey, Creation waiting for the Children of God to be revealed as one is being revealed to my Creation.'