My eyes were sore from crying last night. I have not been this sad for such a long long time. Waking up with this pair of swollen, heavy eyes, I went to church, to Jesus' house, to talk to Him.
He was the first person I saw at church today. Fortunately he did not walk away when he saw me. He talked to me, concerning about my future and departure. Accidentally, I slipped out the fact that I was upset. I had no idea why I said that. I shouldn't have said anything about what happened last night because this was something I should really keep it to myself. But anyways, tried to crack the code. I said I didn't know what and how to say, give me sometime to organize. Then I just left him and when into the church. Although I wasn't honest with him, it's kinda nice to know he actually shows a little bit of concern. Thanks so much.
The homily was awesome. The whole mass got me emtional again. Jesus once again told me that "You are not alone girl. I am always with you." Father stressed the fact that the phrase "The Lord be with you" appeared at least 5 times in the mass. Then there was also "The PEACE of the Lord be with you". For me, there was tears, tears and more tears. But today, He came down Himself to wipe my tears, so in Him, I received His peace. In His miraculous appearance, my broken heart was cured. His accompany took away my sorrows. Speechless but prayers of thanksgiving.
There was a WYD gathering in the afternoon. In groups, Father requested us to picture the image of Jesus. Try to think about the way He looks with the breathing technique. People from my group mostly saw light, white cloak, glow, image of the sacred heart of Jesus, or Jesus of the divine mercy. I was the only person who saw Jesus carrying a cross. In my mind, Jesus was dragging the cross on the way to be cruxified, the way of the cross. Obviously, while everybody saw the ressurected Jesus, I saw the suffering Jesus, who was soon to be put to death. It may just imply that everyone else live in Jesus Christ already. But I am just still glad with the joy of salvation. (which may also imply the state of my mind, desperate to be rescued)
Sunday, August 06, 2006
HE wipe my tears
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