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....... hope you non-Greenbelters this year don't mind me still grooving and ranting about the experience alongside life coming at me today - tomorrow -?
I pick up reflections from blogs and emails like this from BIG John ..........
Still buzzing am I from the beautiful, truely heaven-glimpsed place that is beloved Greenbelt.
"My heart is filled, singing.
I am being measured for my Garment of Joy.
I have returned from another session with the Angel tailors.
The Garment is beginning to fit, after many many adjustments over the years, from my first accidental, or you may even say divine-pushed, stray into God's changing rooms.
Freedom bound. Freedom-bound.
I have brought the Garment home with me this time, again, yet I know it needs further tweaks, re-stitching and designing, at the moment it is big on me, even this large physical frame that my soul inhabits is far from filling out the cut of this Cloth of Grace.
It is BIG on me!!!
A suit of love - its massive, the pants slip down, my arms dont even reach the sleeve-ends.
But its warm.
It is beautifying.
It is glorious.
Not in a vain - vanity inducing way, no.
In a perfect way.
It does not make me perfect, it is not my superman suit i can change in and out of in the nearest phone booth.
This suit of love.
My Garment of Joy.
Held up with a green belt
Greenbelt"
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