I found time this afternoon to sit on my porch listening to a gentle rain and soft sounds of windchimes, watching the trees dance and feeling the breath of a breeze kiss my face, delighting in the bright rich colors of gold and violet pansies and enjoying the sweet smell of the wild roses at the edge of my woods. Joy surprised me in a memory of Julian wrapped in his comforter of silence savoring the wind and rain. It was a time for thanking God for the grace of being loved by Julian and family and friends. And a chance to treasure the new stage of my journey with Jesus.

A half of a century ago I danced in joy as I experienced the overwhelming tender Love of God fleshed out for me and all humanity in Jesus. I treasure every moment of awareness of that Love that began to free me from my self-contempt over my many faults and failures. I have celebrated that love in the good and with grace eventually even in bad times. I have pretty much just “wallowed” in it like a happy little pig! To my surprise, I’ve realized that in the last year, I have become more focused on loving Jesus than on his loving me. I have begun to really recognize his humanity and how he grew as a human who was open to the Love/grace of God that nurtured him through so many human stages that challenge us all. Instead of just dancing in the delight of being loved, I am now often just thrilled in amazement and warm tenderness at how Jesus worked at keeping open to the Spirit of God. How he opened his heart to the Roman enemies of the Jews, to the Samaritan heretics, the unclean woman., And how listening to the Spirit gave him the grace to keep on Loving and persevering through all the challenges and trauma’s of his human life. It even carried him through to saying on the cross, “Father, forgive them. They know not what they do.”

He didn’t say, “Throw them in jail. Kill them. Don’t let them into the Kingdom of heaven.”

Oh my! How humanly vulnerable, how aware of human sin, how tender in forgiveness, how infinite in his love. He is the Love of God fleshed out for ALL of us, not just when we are being or even just thinking we’re the good guys. As I write this I rejoice and celebrate the Love of God fleshed out in Jesus. Thanks be to God the Father, God the Son, and God the Holy Spirit.

About Eileen

Mother of five, grandmother of nine, great-grandmother of five. 1955 -1959 Rice University in Houston, TX. Taught primary grades; Was Associate Post Director of Religious Education at Ft. Campbell, KY; Consultant on the Myers/Briggs Type Indicator, Was married for 60 years to an Architect in Middle Tennessee.

Posted on May 6, 2022, in a Jesus kind of love, blessings and tagged . Bookmark the permalink. 6 Comments.

  1. Wow! I love the way you are now focused on loving Jesus.
    Thank you for sharing.
    Inspiring and powerful!

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  2. I celebrate your beliefs and thank you for your kindness and gentleness in supporting me through commenting on my posts.

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    • Robert, I have a hard time relating to what Christianity has become. Some times I want to cut any ties to it. But my experiences of the presence and love of God through Jesus are so very different from the human warping of his journey. And his love is so unlike any I’ve witnessed that it seems worth sharing. It’s a personal relationship, but sadly since Constantine it has been historically connected to greed, prejudice, selfishness, and abuse of power, so many cannot be open to it. Breaks my heart for those that don’t get to experience much human love. Thank you for understanding me and not connecting me to the abuses of many who claim to be his friends. My gay brother and one of my gay sons connected with the love of Jesus young and have been able to see the difference, but one of my gay sons and my two trans grandchildren connect him to those who have abused them and others who are like themselves. Breaks my heart that they aren’t able to experience that comforter of love when others are rejecting them. Appreciate your understanding and kindness to me.

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