You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars, you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. -anonymous note found in Old Saint Paul church dated 1692
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Monday, July 17, 2006
"My desire for God is very intense," a disciple said. The Master replied:
"That is the greatest blessing, to feel His pull at your heart. It is His way of saying: "Too long you have played with the toys of My creation. Now I want you with Me. Come home!' "
Friday, July 14, 2006
The mysterious sighing of creation, the innate aspiration of every soul toward God, that is exactly what interior prayer is. There is no need to learn it, it is innate in every one of us!
The Way of the Pilgrim
As I walk'd in Alabama my morning walk,
I have seen where the she-bird the mocking-bird sat on her nest in the briers hatching her brood.
I have seen the he-bird also,
I have paus'd to hear him near at hand inflating his throat and joyfully singing.
And while I paus'd it came to me that what he really sang for was not there only,
Nor for his mate nor himself only, nor all sent back by the echoes,
But subtle, clandestine, away beyond,
A charge transmitted and gift occult for those being born.