I am a wanderer. I would say that I am a seeker, but sometimes I have no idea what I might be seeking, so I will stick with wanderer. This blog is more a public journal than anything. I don't claim to have life figured out. I simply stumble from mystery to mystery, and share my reflections along the way. Sometimes I feel burdened, and trudge. Sometimes? Well sometimes grace breaks through, and its time to dance.
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Lent 2 - In between
“We cannot arrive at the perfect possession of God
in this life, and that is why we are travelling and in darkness. But we already
possess Him by grace, and therefore in that sense we have arrived and are
dwelling in the light. But oh! How far
have I to go to find You in Whom I have already arrived!”
― Thomas Merton, The Seven Storey Mountain
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Lent Day 2
Sometimes I feel like I spend my life
living “in between”
between two worlds?
between “heaven” and “hell”?
Between ignorance and understanding?
between the beginning and the end?
there is always this tension
between what I know to be true
and what I feel to be true
between promise
and actuality
I am both/and
I am a child of heaven and have feet mired in the
earth
I am loved by the Sacred, and yet often feel so unlovable
I participate in the sacred, God dwells in me
and yet God often feels so distant
In grace I have already “arrived”
And yet the destination seems so far away
Perhaps the real spiritual task
Is to realize
Become awake to
that which we already have
we don’t do that by “trying harder”
we do that by (as Isaiah would put it)
“waiting”
What does it mean to “wait upon the Lord”?
To hope, to trust, to listen, to hear
to reach up, in the midst of our stumbling journey
and find that the hand we sought
childlike
to lead us on
was there, all along
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