— In Continuation from last time… thank you everyone who has read part one! I must admit, I was not expecting ANYONE to read it hehe, I just started doing this out of enjoyment. Hope you like the next part! 🙂 —
Behind you… I turned and before me was a man. I threw myself away from him and started to run, then I tripped on a rock and fell on my face. When I looked up, there he was. My breath came out in short spurts and he reached down his hand to help me up. With my warped mind, I took his hand. Immediately the world began to spin around us. I cannot even describe him for no human language can encompass his visage.
I see you are hurt, I see you are lost. When I found my voice in the midst of all of this, I said,
“How can you see that in me?” His face changed to what looked to be an amused look. I can free your mind, I can heal your hurt. Immediately I started stepping away but found I could not. I was firmly planted on the ground and stood resolute. He moved closer to me and I was mesmerized. He had something in his hand suddenly.
Your favorite flower is lavender, is it not? I nodded, my mind going a million directions as to how he could possibly have it when none were to be found in the field. I created them, this is my field. I looked into his eyes and found love like I had never known before in my life. You have lived a hard life, but I can give you a better life. The hardness of it will not disappear, but you will be given strength and hope like you have never known.
“How?” I questioned. I doubted him and yet something pulled me to him, I had no idea what. He smiled at me– at least, what looked to be a smile. You will find me when you seek me with all of your heart. I give you this lavender to remember all you have experienced here. He handed the priceless flower to me and I broke down again. Who was this man and why did he make me feel so transparent? So vulnerable?
He leaned forward and kissed my forehead. My legs gave in and I fell to the ground in a faint. Not a horrible faint, just one from being overwhelmed. Everything turned dark and I lay there for what seemed an eternity. All I remember is opening my eyes, sitting up, and finding the lavender still in my hand. It was so beautiful and I have it still, right inside my most precious possession. It has been many years since this experience and I will forever treasure the color Lavender and the flower. After the experience, I took to giving random strangers lavenders and telling them of the beautiful experience I had concerning them. Many rolled their eyes, many listened enraptured. What I find most curious about all this is that the man did not tell me his name. In my heart of hearts, I knew who He was.
I met God in a lavender field.