Today I cried for the first time in a very long time. I’m not talking about the tears that are summoned by an injury, nor am I talking about the expression of grief that pays a visit when we suffer a severe loss.
I cried Today because I felt a new emotion. My initial response to this uncharted sentiment was one of amplification that comes after a moment of recognition.
It comes after an acknowledgement of something I have been trying to come to grips with for the greater part of my life. I cried for the first time in years because I experienced true love. That is to say, I felt a tremendous amount of love for something outside of myself.
I felt a feeling that made me physically cease my actions, breakdown and shed tears. In the wake of this realization in my heart and soul, a new peace, one unlike I've ever experienced before, took form deep within me. I have pondered this issue on numerous circumstances during times past. It wasn't until this very moment that I have become conscious of the consequences of my actions.
Now, I truly and wholeheartedly love something. It is an unusual kind of love than any I’ve ever experienced in my entire life. Surely, it is a different kind of love than the love I have for my family, friends, and life. It is diverse from all of those. It is a new kind of love. No one can tell me what it feels like, no one can even describe it, and most people never experience it. Today I cried in abundance for the first time in my life because I now know how much Jesus loves me.
When Jesus therefore saw her weeping, and the Jews also weeping which came with her, he groaned in the spirit, and was troubled. And said, Where have ye laid him? They said unto him, Lord, come and see.
Jesus wept. John 11:33-35 (King James Version)
WOW!