This, from John 8, in today's Gospel Reading in Mass:
"He said to them, 'You belong to what is below,
I belong to what is above.
You belong to this world,
but I do not belong to this world.'"
How these words of Jesus mean so much to this nothing--this absolute nothing but a pile of bodily pain earthily tamped.
The words of this nothing's earthly father come to mind, from that weekend a couple years after his death, when he visited in corporeal vision and had three messages. One was that which Jesus said of Himself. Dad delivered this portion: "You do not belong to this world."
(The other two messages were: "Start using your head," and "I will soon begin helping with your mother.")
Today, have been asking His Real Presence to say what is His will. What is this nothing to be doing for Him? The pain has wearied the body to a point of exhaustion, and although finally dressed, have remained on the bed, silently nursing the pain and waiting for His Word.
Although read the Scriptures early in the morning before dawn, it is in the nudge to read once again, a few minutes ago, that these Words of Jesus ring so very personally true to heart. "..but I do not belong to this world."
Much love to You, dear Jesus!
God bless His Real Presence in us! Love one another, little children. Remain in His Love.