(a letter from christ to his people)
Dearest Darling,
Come, come and stay a while. Its been too long. Come to listen, just for a little while. I want to whisper to you what your soul needs to hear. Come as a first urge, not as an after thought. Lets do something new today, I have this whole world to show you. Stop chasing after less wild lovers. I am the one your soul yearns for, the one your soul followeth hard after. Resist the temptation to get up and search elsewhere for what is at hand. Yes, if you come with me, I will take you where you do not want to go. Yes, you will do more than you ever imagined, every day will be surprising and miraculous, yes the air tastes sweeter the closer we get. It will be easier if you choose not to follow. Everything about you wants to lead, wants to be in control, rejects my love, my self, for power. Everything in this world affirms it. But this discomfort, this pain I will lead you into is where life is found. It means you have to become close to people. I will take all your time, not an hour a month. It may take all your resources. Your job. It will certainly take your social status and reputation. This following me stuff, that is. But those are all much less wild lovers. But still I bid you, come and die. If your wondering how to serve, think of the people who no one wants to help. The scum of the world. The ones that make your stomach churn a little. THats who I want you to love with your life. Think of those living lives of quiet desperation. Now, love if you know few people suffering and desperately in need of me, it because you know few deeply at all. I promise you, as you peel back layer after layer in the pain of real relationship, real love, you will eventually get to me. In every soul. Darling, I know. I know the cries of their heart more intimately than anyone else. I know what they were made for. So come love. Come and follow. If only you could imagine what I will do with you and through you and in you if you answer the call, the call that makes your soul stand on tiptoe. The call of your Lover.
Jesus
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