Daily bread
In my prayer not long ago, I asked Jesus in my mind... Are you a memory, collective unconscious, a thought... Something along those lines. And he said to me - No, I am a promise. And he smiled.
It sounds cheesy and it might not be real at all, but for a time I was left with some happy feeling, hope and love... The honest one, not forced. It was nothing spectacular or grand... Just a very beautiful moment in a simple everyday prayer. Perhaps a reminder to myself to hold on to what is important. Treasure in an empty field.
Just wanted to share