Face to face encounters with Jesus...
Oh, to know as I am known! Longing for Him is a beautiful gift.
The desire for living in this place of bliss that superimposes itself over the mundane, has abducted me. Please don't ever try and rescue me!
I spent a lot of time reading and listening to teachings today that have stirred me to a place of stillness which screams of passion.
At times words seem so dry compared to the abundance of swirling in my spirit.
Instead I will leave you with the words of a Catholic Nun, St. Theresa of Avila......
"While seeking God in this way, the soul is concious that it is fainting almost completely away in a kind of swoon, with a very great calm and joy. It's breath and all it's bodily powers progressively fail it, so that it can hardly stir its hands without great effort. It's eyes close involuntarily, and if they remain open, they see almost nothing. If a person reads in this state he can scarcely make out a single letter; it is as much as he can do to recognize one. He sees that there are letters, but as the understanding offers no help, he cannot read them, even if he wants to. He hears but does not understand what he hears. It is the same with the tongue, for he cannot form a word , nor would he have the strength to pronounce one. The whole physical strength vanishes and the strength of the soul increases for the better enjoyment of its bliss. The outward joy that is now felt is great and most perceptible."
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