Some Would Say We Are Mad But We Are Not

by John
(England)

I see the farmer, the doctor, the almean. I see and hear God. I look at the sunset and sit with God to watch the sunset. He pops in for a visit and asks me if I'm ok, I say "yes" when really I'm not, I miss Him. I miss the feeling and the times we shared when I was spititually waking up.

We have a laugh, and He makes me happy, He is my eternal guide, my teacher, He is the glue that keeps us together 'agape'. He showed me who we follow and the people He taught, our prohets.

We walk in the footsteps of the greats, I talk to angels. In the past, they showed me who we are and how we can be. Don't lose sight of it all.

He showed me how to use my mind body and spirit, to be human.