The entire afternoon was dedicated to Jesus Christ and His mother
like never ever before. I cannot help but feel the love and the affection and
the broken heart of Christ's mother as she was on her knees witnessing what
they had done to her Son. Her feelings must have come into my spiritual
meditation. Without evening realizing it, I was pouring out tears like you have
no idea. I know that I am extremely sensitive to witnessing pain and suffering,
because of my continuous suffering for the last 20 years of our lives. In other
words, I know how it feels to suffer pain and sorrow and loneliness and to know
that mom is suffering because of her illness. I can feel what others cannot or
refuse to feel because they do not wish to feel bad about anything in the world
except about themselves. That is what your father called selfishness. For some reason or another like never ever
before, my dreams and my deep meditations pertain to the suffering of Mary and Joseph
and those who were so close to Jesus Christ. As they are reaching out to me, I
am praying for them to come into my heart and soul, because they suffered greatly knowing that God's Son given
to them and the world was in reality crucified alive all for us who continue to
live in a world of hatred, jealously, disrespect, and little or no compassion
for humanity on this earth.
Amor,
TEZ
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