The presence
In silence many find themselves responding to ‘something’, to a ‘presence’ that they don’t understand, or perceive in any way they may call real, yet it is there and they respond, they allow the grace of the moment to work in their souls.
This reality is not owned by any one religion, though I don’t believe that all religions are equal, nor do they seek the same thing, yet the experience, the inner peace and healing, the deepening of love seems to be the same. Grace is universal, no matter how hard religion tries to corral it, it cannot happen.
Because I believe we are all made in the image and likeness of God, in our hearts, we each carry one another. In prayer and mediation we lift up and carry each others pain, we are all healers if we allow the process of the loving presence to do its work….we need to get out of the way. It is like a great thawing, wherein the softness of being, of loving, of being able to reach out slowly comes with the inner healing….trust grows, in spite of the death to self that can make this process slow and painful.
When we draw lines in the sand, then communication stops, we belittle each other, and lower ourselves in the process. We are called to love others as we love ourselves, also to love God with our whole being. When we learn that no one has a toe hold on God, then perhaps we can have the humility to actually hear one another, see one another and grow in love and respect for each other.
The need to feel better, smarter, etc., drops away, and we are left with each others humanity, seeking, and yes possible terror in knowing that soon, all of us who dwell on this earth, will become part of history and then forgotten in the mist of time….at least as far as this world goes.
This reality is not owned by any one religion, though I don’t believe that all religions are equal, nor do they seek the same thing, yet the experience, the inner peace and healing, the deepening of love seems to be the same. Grace is universal, no matter how hard religion tries to corral it, it cannot happen.
Because I believe we are all made in the image and likeness of God, in our hearts, we each carry one another. In prayer and mediation we lift up and carry each others pain, we are all healers if we allow the process of the loving presence to do its work….we need to get out of the way. It is like a great thawing, wherein the softness of being, of loving, of being able to reach out slowly comes with the inner healing….trust grows, in spite of the death to self that can make this process slow and painful.
When we draw lines in the sand, then communication stops, we belittle each other, and lower ourselves in the process. We are called to love others as we love ourselves, also to love God with our whole being. When we learn that no one has a toe hold on God, then perhaps we can have the humility to actually hear one another, see one another and grow in love and respect for each other.
The need to feel better, smarter, etc., drops away, and we are left with each others humanity, seeking, and yes possible terror in knowing that soon, all of us who dwell on this earth, will become part of history and then forgotten in the mist of time….at least as far as this world goes.
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