rest under the tree
Jesus once walked through a city. It was noon, the sun was hot and he was tired. So he set in a garden under a tree break. The house and garden were a prostitute. She saw Jesus sit there. Never before has such a man had made in her garden maintenance. She had seen many beautiful and powerful people, but such a man she had never seen before. This beauty was different, this harmony was not of this world. She felt a magical attraction went out of him and before she knew it, she stood before the tree.
When they looked at Jesus, he opened his eyes and stood up to go. He thanked me and said, "Thanks for the shadow that your tree has donated to me I'm doing now on the road is still long..." But
asked the prostitute, "Stay a little while in my house you'd hurt me if you do not hereinkämst.. It is the first time I invite someone to my house. Usually people come to me and I send them away. For the first time in my life I ask someone in. "
Jesus said." If you invited me in your heart, I'm already become your guest. I still have a long way to go. Please let me go. I have enjoyed your hospitality even "But she answered
". This hurts me. ? Can you prove I do not love to enter my house "
Jesus said to her:" Remember, I am the only person that can love you. All others who may come to you, love you not because they have no love in them. They have come because they feel attracted to you. For me it's different, my love comes from myself "
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