I don’t know where to begin with this story, but it’s my story, and I will begin with when I first experienced love. 

It was the summer of 2008, and I was sitting on the floor, leaning against the radiator and meditating, when out of nowhere, I saw the vision. It was like a movie playing in my head.

I was sitting on the beach crying, and then as I looked up, I saw him approaching. It was the second time I had seen him, and by “him,” I mean my most favourite person in the whole world: Jesus.

He was dressed in a white robe, and he had some red cloth over it; he looked like the statue I had in my study. I remember running up to and hugging him. I was in my school uniform and would have been about four years old.

I was clinging to his knee and crying whilst asking him the question, “Why did you make me like this?” (I was dark skinned and teased a lot about the color of my skin when I was growing up. Every else in my family was lighter and I felt different and hated being different. All I wanted was, to be like everyone else and belong.)

He then bent down and picked me up and carried me in his arms, and while my little hands wrapped around his neck, I remember thinking,

“Wow!!!!!!!!!! No one has loved me like this ever, not even my own mother. In my head, a mother’s love was the ultimate love, but this . . .

I cannot begin to describe what I felt, but the love I felt was so pure, so unlike any love I’d ever experienced on this plane, that all I could do was weep with joy. I feel so unworthy of this love, and yet he saw me as worthy.

What can you do when someone loves you like that, other than weep with gratitude?

I held onto him, and I was experiencing all these beautiful emotions at the same time: love, peace, joy, childlike excitement, fun. I did not want it to end.

I was

boisterous, and he loved me.

vulnerable, and he loved me.

angry, and he loved me.

sad, and he loved me.

I felt unworthy and not enough, and he loved me.

Then he put me down and looked into my eyes. He had the kindest, wisest eyes I had ever seen, and he said, “I made you like this, so you can help others like you.” 

This is my favourite memory of my life. 

I could finally be ‘me’ and be loved. That had never happened before. Until that moment, love always felt like a transaction.  

I wanted to share this with you because it was important you know why Jesus is such an integral part of my life. It took me 12 years to muster up the courage to do the work I was sent here for. 

But all through those years, Jesus never judged me. He just loved me unconditionally and waited for me patiently. And I am so grateful for this love and want this for everyone I care about.

So this is my prayer for you: I hope ,  you realise how loved you are by Jesus and I hope you have a personal encounter with Him that will change your life in the most amazing way.

Stay blessed, happy and inspired & thank you so much for your time. 

xo

Indu

 

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