How well we know the pernicious effects of the culture of abuse born in isolation that would have us make intimacy with God a place apart from others insulated against any perceived attacks upon its foundations! One of the greatest challenges we face going forward is learning how to share the warmth of this precious place that is our home in the heart of God as we experience him dwelling at the greatest depth of our own hearts, scarred and shattered though they may be. Can we trust fully that the invincibility we desire is found only in the undefended heart dedicated at any cost to the task of sharing our experience in doing the will of God i.e. sharing the inner life with him from which flows all love and mercy? And when we suffer setbacks, disappointments, 'attacks', real or imagined, do we have the courage to relinquish our established traditions which measure value relative to our investments in defense rather than recognizing the limitless value we are invited to discover flows instead inversely proportionate to our concern with these defenses? Throughout our world we see the effects of our fractured focus of courage through this lens of our willingness to defend at any cost these presumed places of refuge; but are these not in truth merely the fatal attractions of a refuge woven in the lair of Lucifer whose bequest would be an everlasting cell of isolation in which to mark the motions of time as if such scribblings could stand forever defying eternity?
Let us undertake to rebuild the charred remains of the many bridges once linking us all, and know that as we do we will nevertheless encounter lingering tendencies to retreat instead to cells warmed only by virtue of their familiarity, but we know having felt the warmth of our extended family embrace, that though our personal igloos we once lovingly carved in frigid zones of isolation, their burden will melt from our backs as we proceed to the tropics of Paradise।
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Let us undertake to rebuild the charred remains of the many bridges once linking us all, and know that as we do we will nevertheless encounter lingering tendencies to retreat instead to cells warmed only by virtue of their familiarity, but we know having felt the warmth of our extended family embrace, that though our personal igloos we once lovingly carved in frigid zones of isolation, their burden will melt from our backs as we proceed to the tropics of Paradise।
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Now playing: J. Ciconia - Regina Gloriosa
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