Earlier this morning while reading The Practice of the Presence of God by Brother Lawrence, I came across this, a habitual, silent, and secret communion of the soul with God, which often causes me joys and raptures inwardly, and sometimes also outwardly, so great that I am forced to use means to moderate them and prevent their appearance to others. which I proceeded to highlight and draw a ^.^ beside, because, hehe, I know what that feels like. It is a totally seemingly unexplainable ("seemingly", because well, I know it's from God) joy. It is not dependent on the circumstances. Like how last weekend I was uber stressed about my uncompleted essays, but I recall - as I walked to and from the bus loop, before and after church, I just kept grinning. I thought - I don't understand how I can be grinning (genuinely, with eyes too!) when I have 5000 words x 2 essays to write and a presentation to boot, but ahhh! Somehow, I'm just so glad! It's funny. Amidst a tr...