If it were not for the glimpses of peace, grace
and joy and with it knowing by intuition that I feel the presence of something
magnificent and all encompassing I would have remained a follower of the herd,
not to say that this is necessarily a wrong or bad thing.
This has put me at odds with many and I have
suffered ignominy and hardship yet I see the redemption of this as non worldly
and perhaps this is what the so called ‘spiritual’ life is about, in the world
but not of it, no religion or creed but a lover of the Divine and thirsty for
the bounty of grace which comes as a gift at odd times. It is as if the current
of light and grace is subterranean and is always there, yet floating on this
are my mundane fears and agendas which obscure or dampen the river of light
beneath the tawdry affairs of humans at odds with one another and nature nay
even God.
SHACK
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