___________Psalm 119:50
This
is
my
comfort
in my
trouble,
that
your
promise
gives
me life.
*Meister Eckhart
c1260 - c1329,
Dominican mystic whose writings were condemned
as heretical. He
was remembered yesterday in Give Us This Day “…it
is no wonder that his mystical and poetic formulations aroused suspicion. He tried by means of paradoxal language to describe the ineffable union
of the soul with God. He taught the need
to let go of our concepts of God, all of the
illusions and finite objects onto which we
“Do not cling
to the symbols,
but get to the
inner truth!”
How blessed we are to live in the company of the saints!
This is a Christmas without the ususal outward trappings and reassurances and I wobble and wonder - Is this emptiness or is it fullness? This reading came as a steadying hand while crossing over a stream and it helped me get my balance. Sud-denIy I am not so alone in the
forrest, nor lost.
forrest, nor lost.
“How silently, how silently
the wondrous gift is given.”
The season does include unexpcetde gifts - like my daughter Tinker who snapchatted her way in!
The season does include unexpcetde gifts - like my daughter Tinker who snapchatted her way in!
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