It is human nature to question if the paths we have taken in life, the choices we have made, the gifts we have shared are pleasing to God.
Does it come from the “Will of the Father?” Or the desire of our own making?
There is one way, I have found, to rest in God’s presence in these moments of discernment.
It is a simple & quiet Peace of Heart which allows me the assurance my God is speaking.
Is this an easy thing to discern?
Trust me, my logic rethinks it often; yet He always leads me back to Peace.
It is there that I find rest, it is then that I am comforted, it is at last a trust that goes beyond knowing.
(Can there be any greater peace than that?)
Today I am re-blogging a post that reminds us of all the surprising ways in which our Father needs us to do, whatever He asks of us. I pray we may find one another somewhere in the ‘Caravan of Followers’ heading into this Holy Week, with the Master.
I know your wretchedness, the struggles and tribulations of your soul and the weakness of your sickly body; I know your cowardice, your sins, your dejection, and yet I tell you, “Give me your heart, love me just as you are!”
If you wait to be an angel before abandoning yourself and giving yourself to Love, you’ll never love me. Although you fall over & over into those faults that you would never wish to commit, although you may be so weak in the practice of virtue; I will bear everything, except your refusal to love me.
At every instant and in every state of mind in which you may find yourself, in fervor as in dryness, love me just as you are! I want the love of your needy heart; if you wait to be perfect to love me, you’ll never love me. Am I not able to make of every grain of sand a seraph, radiant in purity, nobility, and love? Could I not, with a single movement of my will, make thousands of saints arise out of nothingness, a thousand times more perfect and lovable than the ones I have created? Am I not the omnipotent one? And if I have wished to leave unmade forever all these marvelous beings, and have preferred your poor love to theirs?Continue reading “love me just as you are!”→