Matthew 20:15
Am I not allowed to do what I choose with what belongs to
me?
A journey into Love
Today, I will turn off the computer and leave on a journey. The long walk will take me across northern Spain in the footsteps of a saint and mystic who knows the One I know, the One who longs to give one gift—the only gift this Loving Mystery has to give.
The Love it is.
That is all. But this is everything.
To know this One is to know the generosity of the Love
who gives in all circumstances and sees every circumstance as an opportunity to
pour out, to lavish the Love God is.
My prayer is to walk deeper into the mystery of this
enveloping, all-encompassing Love that I may be filled and overwhelmed, praying
that every footstep carries me beyond what I am and know to know Love as I am
known by this Love.
There are moments of such knowing in this life. Some
happen under the canopy of stars or surrounded by autumnal beauty. Some occur
as we pour out deepest hurts and hopes in prayer to this Love who wants to hear
it all.
And some appear in the eyes and hands and hearts and
words of those who truly know how to love and give. They become transparent to
the Great Love God is.
Each such moment is a taste of heaven. Each is an experience
of knowing God deep within your own being, a knowing that impoverishes every
word used to describe it.
Each is a moment of eternity when … in utter joy and unfettered
generosity … God pours God’s own divine substance into our hearts amid laughter
and tears, a Love that flows down, fills up and splatters on the ground.
But it doesn’t matter. There is always plenty more,
for that is the way God is … always greater, always more.
And every moment such Love pours into our souls we
might listen for the laughter of the Love who wants only to hold us near, so
that we know. Always.
So I go. I will walk the miles. I will listen and pray. And I will laugh ... because I know … and want to know more.
Pr.
David L. Miller