prose

Except from a letter Sent to a dear spiritual friend"

.......I have fallen from grace for many months...

And while it's the weak that our Lord attends to I feel his mercy and grace in tears that call me to union, unworthy that I am...I feel humbled and grateful...

I have spent time feeling into the dark night of aridity and attaching it to the attentions of men, but as out lord and savior has taught "u can not love god and mamman."

I attend mass daily and today the joy of the love of christ within me has been a blessing and an offering which I give to all those around me and I feel, while sadness is still ubundant, ‎a personal journey once again in beginning, as it's always a beginning finding forgetfullness  in injury and courage in the misdt of alarm, ,,,and let me say. Some of my actions have caused more than alarms, but sirens... as like our teacher Paul has said and I quote from romans" I do not understand what I do, for what I want to do, I do not do, but what I hate I do. ...now if I do what I do not want ot do, it is nmo longer I who do it, but it is sin living in me that does it"'

And so the journey continues... ‎and I turn to the lord, in quietness, in contemplation, in forgiveness for myself, for others to stand around me in judgment and I deepen‎ my practice not only in prayer, but in compassion for all the masses, who are like me this day.

I pray for u always.

Amen-