As I was on my morning journey to do what it is I have to do
today, I felt a certain heaviness of heart. I determined I would continue on in
silence. No music, no distractions. As I grew nearer to my destination, I started to cry. The release was inconvenient but necessary. I have
been fasting in recent days, so it’s probably helping me release some pent up
emotion.
I prayed. Suddenly, an image came to me of Jesus sitting at
the right hand of God. I saw the eyes of Jesus tear up, and plead with God to
take the burden I carry away. God, stared straight ahead and did not flinch
in His response. With the quickness of a flash of lightning it was simply, “No, she must see this through.” It wasn’t His
response alone that struck me. It was what I perceived in His eyes. There was a
vast, black depth beyond description. Out of this depth came sounds of laughter, sobs
of agony, gentleness, precipitous cliffs of bitterness, incinerating stares of
examination, compassion, and love. And, in the midst of all of this He seemed to release a slight,
not fully formed smile. God smirked in that proud, knowing way a parent might
observe a child unaware; struggling with great difficulty to achieve something necessary and important.
Later in the day, I happened to have a woman in the
beginning stages of labor seated next to me.
I asked her if she needed anything. She simply replied with some disgust,
“I just have to go through it!”. I was moved by her determination and resolve. I know this woman to be particularly strong, and I caught myself doing the knowing slight smile. I was proud of her momentary display of resoluteness. I was
reminded once again, that God sometimes insists we go through. It seems He must
know that we will give birth to something far greater if we push further into the unknown.
I don’t doubt for a second, that Jesus pleading with God on behalf of
His beloved does not carry powerful weight. I sensed no dis-unity in their communication.
Their intimacy is beyond description, spiraling in constant perfection. God, may your will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
" Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and the devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man." Fyodor Dostoevsky
Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.
Fyodor Dostoevsky
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Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.
Fyodor Dostoevsky
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Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.
Fyodor Dostoevsky
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