Feel the hand of God gently pushing you aside, putting you where you will be.
It is not where you want to be. But it is all right, and it is very good.
And you are allowed to cry about it.
You are allowed to laugh about it.
You are allowed to wonder about it.
Be awakened. Be stirred. Be looked upon.
Some won't let the gaze of God enlighten their brow.
You are down and out, but you are never alone. The poverty of the body will uncover the richness of its spirit. You are here with many pauperized lovers.
Remember everyone who relies on your prayers. Can you see them?
Look upon the sinners and sinned against with compassion: Did you know that God is looking over your shoulder at them? God will look where you look. God will touch whom you touch. Because you are the temple of the Holy Spirit. Grieve for the sufferers who have no companion but darkness. Then come to them, moist-eyed, and be their light.
Be directed by graceful indirection. It is all right, and it is very good.
From the church to the house to the park to the street, you are learning how to be human. You are learning how to be God.
There is no limit in the life itself, although the living must diminish;
You will become eternal, body open-ended, when your labors finish.
Can you count the ways God says yes?
In every affirmation, and still more in every negation!
Get on the road by which the blue clear river flows.
And you will lack for nothing on the way.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
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