I stood on the edge of forever
as if I had forgotten that
I will never end
and
the universe is expanding
so
I am becoming even smaller.
Remembering this suddenly,
opened up within me
infinite capacities to hold
the Infinite
and
be held by Him.
I’m here to say that seeing is NOT believing.
Seeing is seeing;
believing without seeing is believing.
Abraham hoped against hope
and not seeing, grew in faith
and became the Father of many.
Moses saw the Face of God
because he had faith,
but did not
enter the Promised Land.
Stand in the gap where love should be.
Become love in the world; love like Me.
“I don’t know how…” but then I see
Love poured out for all, on a Tree.
Selfward hearts renewed by Your touch
Become ready wineskins
Awaiting the rich new wine
The Spirit outpours.
Thirsting for Truth
We draw near Your
Wellspring of grace deep within us
Released at last.
We are made in Your image but
Our capacities remain hidden until
We are ready for the scales to fall from
Re-focused eyes.
New-bright eyes see endless spaces in which to
Pour love. New wineskins
Are meant to pour out new wine for
All who thirst.
Unity, but not solitude.
In the very Heart of Absolute Being, community of mutual self-gift and fruitfulness.
Father is only Father if there is Son.
Son is only Son if there is Father.
Father, looking at His Image, His Idea; Son beholding Father with love
a self-communication bears Fruit which is also the Breath of the Son, breathed on friends.
The Spirit is the is the Breath on which the Word is sung eternally.
The Word of Love.
I will open my mouth and let You sing through me.
Love others through me.
The Voice of the Word is silent.
The Light of the World burns in darkness.
All is found in emptiness.
Poured out utterly for Love, we at last possess All.
