Behold The Mystery

December 26, 2012 at 11:12 pm (Uncategorized)
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What love Lord that I show, truly reflects Your love for me. When I am unable to love, when my arms can no longer embrace the creation You have made, You come. You come like a storm, drawing me to its center, a storm that makes my heart anguish in longing and desire for You. You press upon me with waves of compassion, of which there is no defense, for nothing can withstand the storm of Love’s Divine presence.

When all I am is laid bare and I can no longer move, I stand in the radiant peaceful center of Your Heart. I stand naked with my wounds in plain sight, paralyzed, too weak to move, too weak to love with my own arms; You call out, “Long have I desired, long have I waited, long have I waited.”

You robe me in the love of Your Divine presence. You crown me in the radiance of Your light. Your Truth and Wisdom is my authority. Your mercy is my scepter of justice. With desire, the same desire in which You have desired, my heart now reaches out to the ends of creation with branches of pure light to embrace what my arms never could. I can no longer love, for I cannot become Love as You are Love, but I can love eternally if You become part of me.

Come then Lord like the storm that You are, and let the crashing waves of compassion break through my wounds’ my barred gates of suffering. Come as all that You are. Come in Your infancy, so that You whose finger could not wrap around another, yet the arms of Your radiant rays held creation firm, I may behold perfect power in perfect weakness.

Come in Your childhood, so that You may remain in Your temple, so others may find you and see that I am a Child of God. Come in Your adulthood, so that I may boldly proclaim the Kingdom and reign of God. Come in Your passion and death, so that I may be willing to hand over to You my spirit in times of trial. Come in Your resurrection, so that Life may be renewed in me. Come Lord, and clothe me in splendor as You have always longed.

Come, and I will love as You are Love. Come, and I will love with the arms of Your rays that reach to the ends of creation, with the arms which my own two cannot embrace.

Behold the Mystery, which confounds the mind, yet pierces the depths of the heart to break forth the spring of compassion. Behold the Vision, for through the eye of mercy I have seen the eternal Glory of God!

From: Br. Nicholas Reynolds. OP

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Who Do You Think You Are, A Prophet?

July 5, 2012 at 12:41 pm (Uncategorized)
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The Gospel for the coming weekend tells the story of Jesus being referred to as a ‘local prophet’ and the inference was therefore they did not have to believe Him.  They knew Him as a carpenter, the son of Mary, the brother of James, and they took offense at Him.  It’s like they were saying, we know Him and His relatives; He’s one of us, so He’s no better than us.  Why should we listen to Him.  In other words, He’s not special, so why should He be entrusted with teaching in the temple.

That attitude continues today.  We want our special people to be special.  We have a problem with listening to them speak truth to us if we don’t envision them as special people.  Our modern-day prophets have been treated the same way: Martin Luther King, Henri Nouwen, Mother Teresa, Dali Lama, our favorite uncle, and God forbid – our parents.

Yet, God often includes His truth & wisdom for us couched in the everyday voice of someone close to us.  The friend who asks us if we are sure about a certain decision we made.  The mom who suggests we do this or that.  The boss who explains how he wants us to do something & why.

God’s truth & wisdom can come to us in many different ways.  We must be alert and aware, actively looking & listening for it, or we will miss it.  If we fill our head with God’s Word, we will extend the vocabulary of our understanding and will be less likely to miss His word to us when He speaks to us through any avenue.

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