September 4 2014 Distant History Pre-Natal Consciousness Light Self-awakening without strength is a despairingly heavy cross to bear threatening to engulf one in depressive paralysis or delusional arrogance. I heard the sound of thee in the garden, and I was afraid, because I was naked.(Gn3:8) I gave you a land on which you had not labored, and cities which you had not built, and you dwell therein; you eat the fruit of vineyards and oliveyards which you did not plant.(Jos. 24:12-13) This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you. Greater love has not man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends...You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go an bear fruit and that your fruit should abide; so that whatever you ask the Father in my name, he shall give it to you. This I command you, to love one another.(Jn 15:12-17) The open heart recalls the endless Gifts and Grace bestowed upon him while fearing that he has not offered up much in return. The mind gazes into the Garden Creation witnessing the human head down the path acting like the children in the wilderness crying Did you bring us here to die? Or, like Jonah rushing away to avoid his destiny up to and including through death; and when his final prayer of salvation is answered as he is vomited up from death, he scowls that it would be better to be dead...Or like Caiaphas looking into the human heart and finding there all too clearly that we find it more expedient for one life to be sacrificed. The open heart awakens in the reflection of the tale in which a man trembles before rising flood waters praying to god to be saved. Once; twice; thrice human hands reach out offering him salvation only to be rebuked. After he drowns, he cries to the Lord why He didnt appear to save him from dying, God responds that he did indeed appear once; twice; thrice... The touch of eternity embraces the human through memories. The brain becomes unleashed in time capable of flowing freely across the decades of its own life and, just possibly, through the dim recollections of the infinite stretch of genetic existence. We recall the labors in the fields as well as the longings in the schoolyards as well as the desire for rebirth upon the potentials of the conjugal bed. The Kingdom of God is as if a man should scatter seed upon the ground; and should sleep and rise night and day, and the seed should sprout and grow, he knows not how. The earth produces of itself, first the blade, then the ear, then the full grain in the ear. But when the grain is ripe, at once he puts in the sickle, because the harvest has come.(Mk 4:26-29) All Spiritual traditions of the human speak, in their own languages, of the unearned Gift that is Enlightenment. Thinkers share the revelation of Augustine as he realize that he discovered The Love so late. Those truly blessed can gaze upon Being and walk tall in the knowledge that they, indeed, put forth the last ounce of effort in their hearts. Others can look into the mirror darkly watching as they are given gifts and angels time and again only to cast them to the side of the road leaving them behind like mutilated and bloated deer. And the seed should sprout and grow, he knows not how. I would lead you and bring you Into the house of my mother, And into the chamber of her that conceived me.(Song 8:2) Many waters cannot quench love, Neither can floods drown it. If a man offered for love All the wealth of his house, It would be utterly scorned.(Son 8:7) O you who dwell in the Gardens, My companions are listening for your voice; Let me hear it.(Song 8:13) The thirsty heart feels the fabulous refreshment of the nurturing waters of life raining down upon it. The soul lonely greets angels drawn to it by no one knows how. Bread is given to him from the wondrous womb of the earth and, somehow, he whines for meat. Prayers of thanksgiving cause him to weep as surely as the plea of repentance awakens in him the knowledge of his own ultimate impotence. Throughout it all he amuses himself in the illusion that all humanity shares in his weakness as the artistic creations of history all mirror similar tales. I heard the sound of thee in the garden, and I was afraid, because I was naked.(Gn3:8) I gave you a land on which you had not labored, and cities which you had not built, and you dwell therein; you eat the fruit of vineyards and oliveyards which you did not plant.(Jos. 24:12-13) Even within the most desperate petitions clouds of self absorption rise up in the human heart. Look again at the heart as it luxuriates in the delights of Sodom even unto the moment of its doom, unable to walk away from the past even in the knowledge of its curse. And... This is my commandment, that you love one another as I have loved you. Greater love has not man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends...You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you that you should go an bear fruit and that your fruit should abide; so that whatever you ask the Father in my name, he shall give it to you. This I command you, to love one another.(Jn 15:12-17) The night melts in the light of another dawn. The fearful heart looks upon the royal sky dotted with the delicate clouds giving that blue eternity dimensional depth that this poor soul is unable to clearly share. The fabulous miracle of his Beloved whose beauty radiates from her golden diadem and her fathomless blue skies and silken skin return the heart to the Song for reference. The sudden appearance of their son recalls the magic of Abraham as well as the Grace of The Immaculate Conception. His daily bread has appeared to him despite his own ingratitude... He walks in the fear of his neglect... He feels again as the tiny child standing before the weeping mother unable to soothe her tears. The channels of his brain are forever directed in this murky mythology convincing him that all before him is too hard. We gaze upon a generation of a species somehow demanding to remain in the slavery that is the refusal to grow into responsibility. We see wondrous discoveries speaking how the human develops and we see an entire species turn these into opiates with which to put others into a coma. Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind? Jesus answered, It was not that this man sinned, or his parents, but that the works of God might be made manifest in him. We must work the works of him who sent me, while it is day; night comes, when no one can work. As long as I am in the world, I am the light of the world.(Jn 9:2-6) For God sent the Son into the world, not to condemn the world, but that the world might be saved through him.(Jn 3:17) And, again, the Life appears. Father and Mother; Brother and Friends; My Beloved and Little Children... Forgive me before the Night Falls.
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