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A wise man asks the Lord if he can remain where he is, or if he should appreciate and move on. Remain where He bids you rest. |
Rituals for their own sake are meaningless. No one is getting into heaven simply because they performed a mechanical motion. The meaning comes from living a relationship with God, with all your heart and soul, without rest. What rest you receive will come from God who captures us like a little child, until we sit in His lap and simply fall asleep.
It is meaningful that the only rest we receive is from God. If we are too frantic in our quest to please Him, He calms us down, stills the momentum, and overcomes our energy with the exertion of His own which is what we call sleep.
In that sleep is where we pray. We may live physically in a stone hut on an Italian mountainside, but where we sleep is immaterial. He covers us and keeps us warm and speaks of meaningful things in the silence, which is a surrender of our material existence to the ineffable bliss of His presence.
By the same token, the appearance of God after we performed a ritual does not indicate the necessity of a similar motion for a visitation of the Lord to take place.
Insecure people seek to be secure by exacting from God some sign that He will not do something painful to us, or confront us in our sins and selfishness, so as to receive assurances that we will do better in the future.
Many believe this is the "end time", and we don't know if that is where we are at all. All the greater the temptation to spin prayer wheels to pray. We cannot get off that easily. A motion of the heart, an e-motion must take place to predicate that we have prayed.
He will reveal the beauty of true prayer, and invite us to rest with Him in His own silence and solitude, because in it, we are truly with Him, and He is truly with us, and no matter the frantic pace of the world outside us, we remain at peace in Him until He wishes to stir us up, like a man who shuffles the burning logs in his fireplace to "help" the fire.
Prayer is like a fire lit to burn all night which burns steadily until the fuel is gone. In order to maintain the fire, we must add fuel and the air must flow through so that the reaction is steady, and if it is, then the whole house is warm and we sleep undisturbed.
Just like a fire, we may burn out and have to light the fire again, removing ash and putting in new wood and applying a spark to make it burn. Then the fire sustains itself and we can rest and enjoy its warmth.
He made us strong, to endure privations and the power of His love, which is hardly trivial. He ensures the power of His love in us, and if we continue, it is because He is satisfied but glad that we are not taking Him for granted. It might almost be said, that we are better off in the desolation of privations and despair.
Many people are selling all they have and plopping down in some wilderness fortress where they can be unseen and unknown, unvisited by any others, to sit and enjoy our view and the silence. But that silence is not the silence of God, though it is greatly similar. He has no need to examine Himself like us, to ensure it is as we have decided to be. Neither does it matter if we are in a forest depth, or the darkness of a cave, or the cliffs beside an ocean that never rests.
God is our destination, our rest in which we do not stir in response to our mind's thoughts. He will stir us up if we become complacent or take Him for granted, and we may never know rest again, if He decides that is necessary to His act of revelation to us.
It is like a hunter who goes into the forest to live, and survives off what grows there, whether berries or bears. Sooner or later, he needs to move to another place that has never seen our shadow and where the game is abundant, fish or bird or deer. For us, the animals and the forest itself is a provisioning to maintain the physical body we are, but we are also a spirit which is like God and from whom we receive sustenance and it is a great moment when we finally see the wholeness of existence and our place in it.
That is a great act of divine love in our life, to see with His own fullness, all that is.
The moment of defeat is coming for evil, and sensing that, it is more restless than usual. Our lack of rest in circumstances is meant to stir our minds and hearts to become stronger than evil so we may survive, because His rest is assembled in our hearts by Him in ways we do not know.
It fascinates people with its raving restlessness and the savagery of what comes out of its mouth, seeking to accomplish something of his intended doom while we are fascinated by his actions, but are seen eventually as meaningless. Beware of the stupid things people do, and the importance they place on it being done. Evil is concerned with rituals too, to distract us from seeing. We need truth like we need air, and if a man cannot live without lies, he is already doomed and marked as one we should avoid, especially in our imitation of things.
Beware of mistaking ritual for gestures of love. Love flows and is beautiful and full of warmth and light and never comes to us empty-handed lest it lose our interest and cool in the gloom of the forest. If God can be said to have a vulnerability, it is that He is love, and wishes our love forever in a tranquil stream of earnestness. That is why a prayer wheel or a little bell is empty to the Lord; He made us to be warm and rest with Him, and to subdue ourselves in His power to see and be at rest as it works within us manifesting its energy in silent dark.
Sometimes we call Him, and sometimes He calls us, but He is forever calling people to be with Him, and they are to be detached with their cauterized hearts firmly attached to His love.
The fact we have been called does not assume that we are set aside to do what we want to do or think we have been called to. That invites power and power subdues love because it is outside of control. He forever calls us, judges what we do to find out if we love, or think it is a quantity we can increase like cash. Avoid both and realize that life flows from God outside our control and He will mold us to be what He wishes without our bothering Him.
Remember the silence, so in the din of life you can hear it still, for then it will resonate in us wherever we are, like the warmth we recalled, of the fire.