I finally get why this long drifting period has occurred: It's a spiritual passage. The pause before you enter the monastery. Before you accept your life's work. Before you surrender and obey.
I am not all the way through it yet -- that's why I chose the picture of the butterfly only half-emerged from the coccoon.
In me, this has been a pitched spiritual battle. "NO," some ferocious part of me hisses, "I won't DO it, I don't want to GO, you can't MAKE me." It's got to be allowed its full say, before we can proceed. In case it's right.
But eventually, you step forward.
A man questioned abbot Nistero: "What good work shall I do?" And he answered, "All works are not equal. The Scripture saith that Abraham was hospitable, and God was with him. And Elias loved quiet, and God was with him. And David was humble, and God was with him. What therefore thou findest that thy soul desireth in following God, that do, and keep thy heart."
--Verba Seniorum (The Sayings of the Desert Fathers)
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Fyi -- I deleted the above comment because it wasn't from a person, just a spam ad for flat-screen tv's. Now, perhaps there's some spiritual message in that... but if so, I think I've received it.
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