Delirious.

Adrenal running through my veins, I’m a skeleton when you say my name, and the high, and the high and the No, it never goes away, like jumping’ out of an airplane’ to swimming to swimming with the sharks. That existential feeling’ when your staring at the stars, there’s a hurricane in my head but the lightning in my heart, makes it worth it, reset your password, it’s setting and my head in flames.

Yeah I still get nervous when you walk through the door, and you look in my eyes,do you see the kaleidoscope within them spinning round, colours abound, password not accepted too many in other applications; this is just negative affirmation.

When your lips hit my lips and the fireworks fly it’s like a colourful eagle scouring the blue and white clouds in the sky. Your and my lips send sparks like the 4th of July, I could fall for you I’m certain I could do this password reset and I promise I will not be a burden to you. Oh you walk in so perfect and my heart circuits . No I don’t deserve this., that’s why I still get nervous when you walk through the door and you look into my eyes, it feels like like for the very first time. I could fall for you forever I’m certain , keeping life going; they couldn’t abandon babies, meals, homes, fires, gardens, and a thousand responsibilities to make the climb into the mountains! I was talking to a friend the other day, saying that as modern woman, I feel like I’m never “free” enough from my responsibilities, never in a quiet enough space I want with God. Her response floored me, “That is why God comes to women. Men have to climb the mountain to meet God, but God comes to women where ever they are.” I have been pondering on her words for weeks and have searched my scriptures, to see that what she said is true. God does in deed come to women, where, they are, when they are doing their ordinary, everyday work. He meets them at the wells where they draw water for their families, in their homes, in their kitchens, in their gardens. In prisons.He comes to them as they sit beside sickbeds, as they give birth, care for the elderly, and perform necessary mourning and burial rites. Even at the empty tomb, Mary was the first to witness Christ’s resurrection, She was there because she was doing the womanly chore of properly preparing Christ’s body for burial. (Not True) she had and mainly Mother Mary already carried out that task - Mary just went to pay her respects when she saw the tomb open and as she ran out Jesus was stood there- Look Mary see I told you I would come back and show you there is no death only a shift into spirit. In these seemingly mundane and ordinary tasks,these women of the scriptures found themselves face to face with divinity.So if — like me — you ever start to bemoan the fact that you don’t have as much time to spend in the mountains with God as you would like. Remember, God comes to women. He knows where we are and the burdens we carry. He sees us, and if we open our eyes and our hearts we will see Him, even in the most ordinary places and in the most ordinary things.He lives and he’s using a time such as these, to touch us more than ever before, what with the Wat like fighting between Russia and Ukrainian and the ripple effects it’s having all over the world these days. Let’s all muddle together every colour , relion or Atheist we can all love on each other as he Loved us.

Oh that’s a miracle my password reset!!