Yup, and I'll admit it. It wasn't because I was laughing too hard either. So it's the first time I've actually cried in a long time. I'm not a crying person. I was always the strong one. Everyone told me they were impressed by how strong I was when I had a foster sister, when my dad was in the hospital, and when my family fell apart. I hardly ever cried, and when I did it was usually out of sheer anger (and lots of it!).
Tonight was different. I was riding home from college and was pretty torn-up about things that have been on my mind for awhile. (If you wanna know contact me somehow, but I don't wanna burden the unsuspecting reader.) On my ride I had a long talk with God. Literally. Outloud. It was great. I had never talked to God like this; it was so open and raw!
And then I cried; I wasn't mad, I wasn't sad. There was no regular reason for me to cry. Why I cried was because I was deeply moved in spirit. I had let go completely to my God and was completely vulnerable for once in my life. Through my tears I continued my talk with God, realizing how earnest this prayer experience was. I realized how blessed I am, how great God is, and the peace He brings!
Afterward I sang "Jesus Paid It All" and it took on a completely new degree of reality. Then I just quietly enjoyed the peace of God and His tranquility. His love is so great for us!!
I love you so much. Thank you -- for everything, and especially for being such an example of Christ.
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