This weekend I didn’t feel inspired until after 9 in the evening. It seems everything around me was shallow and not interesting enough to stimulate the spirit deep inside. Then, in my regular readings I found myself laughing and crying at some of the experiences the day of resurrection. Jesus was deliberately elusive although it was His intention to reveal Himself.  Imagine walking in the road with Jesus, then inviting Him into your house, while at the time not knowing with whom you spoke.