Come, give God a Hug

only the insane with guilt

would choose specialness

instead of the Love of God

in terror of punishment

they seek but a tiny illusion

of reprieve

that only binds them tighter

to the mistaken illusion of guilt

the terrorized are not thinking rationally

stop running

you ran with that idea of guilt

stop now, child

be still

breathe

honey

sweetheart

sssh...

so long ago

we go back in time...

come,

 put your dear head/thoughts on My Shoulder

i would comfort you

sssssshhhhhh....

just  rest

you have been running a very long time

you are tired

i will give you drink

here

is the clearest of water

he leadeth me beside

the perfectly still 

water--without anything else

he restoreth my soul

i will dwell

in this house

of

Love

Joy

Reality

Sanity

Truth

ever

now

only insanity could 

think the Source of Life Itself

is  destructive  by nature

Extension is not contraction

Joy ever wills to bloom

in technicolor!

a smile is not

a sign of grief

amen,

J