“All things hide a mystery; all things are veils hiding God.”
~ Blaise Pascal
The vast separation between the good life and the holy life is always far more than we realize. The difference is not evident simply in the exterior activity of life. The generous accomplishments of a good person may outshine the limited works of the holy person. What distinguishes the holy person is the interior quality of a soul seeking God, and this is often not seen so visibly. The good life will always be observable to some degree, but whether or not a life is truly holy can easily be concealed in its essential truth. The most important acts of a holy life take place in secret, within quiet depths of the soul. And these most important acts are the offerings it makes for others. There is no great love of God unless a soul is great in offering itself for others. And this begins in the intensity of its prayer, where God alone sees.
The word holiness ought not to be tossed about too lightly, as though the reality were easily reached. There is a danger that an overworked and casual evocation of holiness as the goal of life reduces the immense challenge of giving all to God to a manageable habit of steady, low-cost generosities. Dorothy Day kept on her bedside table a striking phrase of Dostoevsky that conveys, by contrast, the starker reality of a true offering: “Love in action is a harsh and dreadful thing compared to love in dreams.” It is precisely the harsh and dreadful nature of sacrificial love that makes such love and the offering that accompanies it most fruitful for the salvation of souls.
A task in prayer that must be repeated with regularity: to search for the deeper solitary region of the heart where a single word spoken in silence has more impact on our soul than hours of replete eloquence taking place at the shallows of life.
~ A Reflection by Father Donald Haggerty, ‘The Contemplative Hunger’
The Mystic Face
I never try to probe the sky’s blue span:
I never look to deep into the sea
But the dim face of a tragedian
looks out at me.
Neither the night nor day can find a place
where I have not been shaken with surprise
at the white beauty of a holy face
and two great lonely eyes.
~ A poem by Sister Miriam of the Holy Spirit (Jessica Powers), O.C.D.
What a beautiful poem(!) I just read it 3 times – & will do so again, there’s so much to contemplate. Thanks for sharing this, Patty (& the pictures that are always so amazing!) ✨💜✨
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Thank you for your message Virginia! So much to give thanks to our Beloved Lord 🙏❤ like you said…so much to contemplate and ponder in our heart. We are so blessed! 🌹
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