I’m home now.
I’m just watching footage of the Japanese Tsunami.
I had no idea how bad it was. Villages were swept away.
I remember the scale of the one on the Asian coast. What was the final number?
It’s the whole, families, villages, cities thing that gets me.
The silent retreat this weekend was very DEEP for me.
I learned that self love is where you start.
I learned it leads to self-respect.
I learned that detachment does not mean disconnection.
I will feel, I will be in situations, I will be with people – but – if I place myself in love and self respect – then I can observe the situation and be of help, rather than succumb to anger, or resentment, or panic.
I’ve re-discovered that Truth actually, is everything.
I heard that God loves me, that we are living in funny times and the world is going to be pummeled by natural disasters of epic proportions.
This is a prediction based on the way things seem to be going,by people who claim affinity with these sort of things.
I am learning to love people I don’t even know.
So tonight, round the camp fire, looking at Jesus, I am beginning to understand that this man loved people he never met. People who beat him up and then killed him.
I feel very special…but I want to ask…why? Why does he love us? Jesus? Ok…he was a man so perhaps he learned that he wanted to be loved and if so, then everyone does.
But god? Why does HE love us? Me?
Is he mad?
I forgot who I’m supposed to be forgiving.