Happy Friday! I took this picture back in early June, I had never seen these "dancing flowers" as I called them before.  They were hanging in a basket so they were not wild, I just thought they were really beautiful.  I have about 50 different angles and a variety of close ups.  I know I posted one similar to this a day or two after I had taken them.
    I was sitting at my desk last night trying to figure out what to write about in my post today when I heard a familiar voice behind me.
"Hey Edgar," The soft yet powerful voice said.
I didn't turn around because I knew exactly who it was.  "Hey Jesus."  I replied.  "It has been way too long."  I interviewed the Son of God a few years back when I first started this blog and although we try to stay in contact a few times a year, Jesus is a busy man.  I hadn't heard from him in quite a while.  He didn't say anything as he pulled a chair up beside me and looked up at my monitor.
"You really do capture the beauty of the world with that camera."  He said as he placed his hand on my shoulder.
Having Jesus in my office is always a special treat.  Anywhere he goes he just gives off this serene, relaxed feeling.  He lightens the room and takes away all the fear and anxiety I keep bottled up.  It is unexplainable and when he touches you it honestly feels as if the dark clouds and fears immediately dissipate.  I breathed out slowly, enjoying this moment of calm.  As his hand left my shoulder sadly I could feel some of the fears slipping back into my mind.
"You have a lot going on inside there."  Jesus said as he tapped my head.  "I can hardly keep focused when I try to see what's going on in there."
"I hate it, Jesus.  Sometimes I wish that I wasn't like this, that I didn't care so much.  It is more of a burden than a help.  There is so much going on inside my mind that I can't get anything accomplished.  My mind is like a hoarders house, full of clutter, crap and garbage that I am afraid to get rid of.  I navigate through little paths I have kept open but I'm afraid one day they are going to disappear and I'm going to get suffocated by all that stuff piling up.  Is that why I have such massive and painful headaches? Is my mind getting too full? Am I having a stroke right now? Is that why you are here?"
Jesus shook his head and turned his attention away from petting the cats who always loved being pet by him and spoke to me again, "You know there are certain people in this world that my Father earmarked for greatness, some good, some bad, that's just the way things work.  It just so happens that most of these people have been heavily influenced by Satan and that is the reason why the world is the way it is.  Two thousand years ago when the world was falling to crap I was sent to earth to sacrifice myself so mankind could have another chance.  Edgar, the people are squandering that chance.  Since the day I died on the cross the world has actually gotten worse.  Greedy, power hungry individuals realized they could use the bible and the holy word of God and Myself to keep people afraid and under control.  By the mid 15th century my Father turned his back on your world, he was so sickened by how greedy and self absorbed humans had become.  Satan was running rampant and we couldn't stop him, we weren't allowed to stop him.  My Father's punishment was to forget about you all."  He stopped talking for a minute to allow one of my cats to jump on his lap.  He grabbed my glass of water and tapped it, turning it into a nice red wine.  He handed me the glass and continued to speak.  "He hasn't completely lost all hope, I see him secretly answering a few prayers here and there but it is nothing like he used to be.  He has even spoke about allowing the end to happen, without a rapture.  Edgar, God isn't happy and the way things are going they are only getting worse.  If he does this than everything, will be gone, nothing will have existed and nothing will ever exist.  All of this will be gone, everything will be undone, including me."  He stopped talking and turned his attention to the cat on his lap.
I set down the wine (it was so delicious!) and turned my chair so that I was looking right at Jesus.  "So why come and tell me this? So I can worry and stress out even more? I don't understand."
Jesus continued petting the cat, "As I said earlier, My Father earmarked a few people with the ability to change the world for good or for evil and most of them have chosen the perks the devil gives them, they of course have no idea that being in league with the devil only leads to eternal damnation but while they are alive they are ruining this world.  You, are different, you have seen both sides of life, the dark and the light, you fought your way out of the devils influence.  That impressed myself and my Father, not many people can escape the temptations and promises of the darkness."
I shook my head trying not to remember the almost ten years of horribleness I had experienced while I drank myself to death under the Satan's influence.  "But I don't even believe in God, not the way that you want people to."
"You are way wrong on that Edgar." Jesus said as he once again put his hand on my shoulder, "You are exactly the type of person we need, you aren't caught up in all the hypocritical teachings of organized religion, which in no means is how my Father wants to be worshipped.  He doesn't even want to be worshipped, he just wants everyone to quit killing each other and to live in peace and harmony.  He is so aggravated because the BILLIONS of people have been and are being killed in his name.  No religion is right, they are all wrong.  My Father and myself just want PEACE and GOODWILL.  Humans haven't been peaceful toward each other for over 15,000 years!"  He stopped as soon as he realized he had raised his voice.  Jesus was getting angry and it wasn't good when he got angry.  He took a deep breath and finished.  "Listen Edgar, I have to get going.  I came by to tell you to keep fighting, keep taking pictures, keep writing and most importantly keep trying to tell people what really matters.  The war for humanity is going well at all but it isn't over yet."
He gently placed my cat on the floor and then stood up behind me placing both his hands on my shoulders and squeezed them playfully, "Just keep doing what you do...."  The peaceful serene feeling drained from myself and the room as Jesus vanished back to wherever it is he goes and I was left alone in a dimly lit room as my fears and anxieties began creeping back into my already cluttered brain.  As much as I hated the return of all my fears, I also felt a small tickle of hope as I stared at the blank computer screen and began to type.................................PEACE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!