“Enjoy My Love”

I was going to fulfill a long-time fairy tale dream: To bring my sexy wife of 25-years on a honeymoon to Switzerland. (Thank God I just finished leading a pilgrimage in Europe, so it was just a stone’s throw away!)

And we were excited.

But on the day we were going there, I woke up with a heaviness in my chest. Like a dark cloud shrouded over me.

I couldn’t put my finger on it. What was I feeling? And why?

So I sat down with it. And remained still.

And little by little, it uncovered its face to me: It was fear.

And soon, I realized why. I was afraid this was too good for me. That I was unworthy.

That I didn’t deserve this. I felt shame eating up my soul.

But once it was named, it lost its power.

Inch by inch, I felt God’s shaft of light pierce through the smog of my shame. I heard His whisper in my heart: “Bo, enjoy My love.”

Boooom! With those words, my sense of dread blew away like a mist.

It’s amazing how I came to know God’s Love when I was a 12-year old kid in a small Catholic prayer meeting, but after 45 years of being pursued by this relentless love, I still doubt it. Every once in a while, I’m still suspicious if it’s really true—if I’m really His Beloved.

And this is the crux of the entire Bible story.

Have a glorious Feast today!

May your dreams come true,

Bo Sanchez