About a year ago

[wacky_wonderful]

Last February, I was sitting in traffic, waiting for a long light to change. Listening to the radio, not thinking of anything in particular. Not stressed, anxious or in need of anything. At least I don’t/didn’t think so. The atmosphere subtly and silently changed. I looked up and felt an outpouring beginning to descend on me. I thought, “Oh, that’s love” and sat quietly as this warmth flowed over me, covering me completely, inside and out. It was like pouring honey into a glass, very contained. It was a slow, deliberate but not lengthly process and when it was done, the light changed and I continued on with my errands.

I can’t be the only one to have experienced something like this. I asked my priest about it, he said I was emotional. But I wasn’t, and it isn’t something that I can just conjure up at will.

I think of the experience often and if I could send it to others, I would. What happened and why? Why me? Has it happened to you?

 

[Agricola]

I think I’d probably agree with your priest. Emotion doesn’t need to be connected to someone or something, but love does. Love is relational (between you and someone else) and separate from feelings of warmth and comfort (though we often desire warmth and comfort for those we love and attempt to give them).

No doubt, it was a moment to be enjoyed, but the way you describe it, it sounds like a merely emotional experience (which there’s nothing wrong with by the way). If I were you, I’d treat it as a gift from God… something to help you get through your day.

I could use one of those moments now come to think of it.

God bless,

Agricola