A Prayer Wild

The wind blows where it wishes and you hear the song of it, but do not know where it comes from and where it is going; so is everyone who is born of the Spirit.

John 3 : 8

High noon has long passed and I can feel the winds of twilight move through my soul.  I imagine it moves through me much the same as He moved through the first evening of creation.  The freedom of desolation that pours from my heart comes to find itself filled with His Spirit, and once again the Holy Ghost and I walk together beneath a setting sun leaving even Him smitten.

I stare in awe at the pastel lit sky and speak silent again.

As the darkness approaches, please allow me to bask in this higher light of you before I lose myself in this wilderness I call home.  I know that within You there is a light that I have yet to fathom, because there is no known knowledge of the light you truly exude upon a lost soul.  Yet what I feel seems so very real.

I understand that what you truly offer cannot be pinned down to any certain concept that I have complete knowledge of.  I do know that within the scripted garden of Your Word, I feel a peace within me I never knew existed, and for that I can’t acknowledge you enough.  It is also through the potency of prayer that I am starting to touch my dreams with my own two hands.

The wind blows where it wishes and you hear the song of it, but do not know where it comes from and where it is going; so is everyone who is born of the Spirit.

John 3 : 8

And as my hands cinch together with dovetail technique, I wish to truly encounter You as this darkness washes over the landscape of me.  In the simplicity of You, I see a light that isn’t bound by a medium in which channels us as one.

For there is no explanation of You, when the experience of You is all that I need to feel as You quietly testify Your love for me.  We are one; we have always been one, even though I didn’t see that until recently, and for that I hope You carry no hard feelings.

Yet it is in the union of Your light and my soul that I see a path start to clear; with You leading the way to the aforementioned Promised Land with the Spirit Of Christ in tow. The Son, Your only Son, that You suffered with grace through sacrifice—not just for You and I—but for all souls.

And for that I truly hope that all understand the truth in the meaning of sacrifice, because I don’t think that most have a firm grasp on what it means to truly sacrifice.  After all, everybody wants to go to Heaven to see You but nobody wants to die.  But let us speak on a deeper level of the Paradise that awaits further down this road.

It is in the simplicity of You, where all that is trivial in this life, becomes coherent in the uncharted waters of pure bliss.  It is in us that You have chosen to dwell and as for those of us who understand the simplicity of Your presence, let us forever imitate the Love of You. Whether that is via avenues of creativity or through the worship of your Gospel when testifying to You moving within us depends entirely upon which room you decide to carry us into.

But for those who don’t understand the depths of Your Love, please prepare them for the beast at bay, because you know as well as I do. Actually you know better than I do.  He is sitting back waiting to howl, scoping the battlegrounds, hunting down the hate—with none other than the presence of Your Love pouring into his heart.

And yes it is true, that in the sight of You, I know my purpose is trivial, but it is my purpose, You put it there, so as I have fallen so many times before, You have picked me up, and placed me where I needed to be.  I plead with You now to allow me the time, the inner peace, and the fashion to allow You to move through me in Your own way.  As I am awakening in You, and You in me, let us turn each other inside out, making this emptiness fill itself with the wisdom of Your vision and the purity of You—while giving them all a glimpse of Your cosmic dance.

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

Jeremiah 29 : 11

Yet the fact does remain that You invite us to forget ourselves on purpose—to cast upon us a dreadful gravity that ascends upon Your wind and join You in the dance.  And now I see that it is our one true and upright purpose to continually seek You in all aspects of life.  And because of that I will forever testify in Your name.  And I thank you for showing me the light looming in this wilderness of me.  Amen.

Yours Truly,

BeLove


Made Of Love

The spiritual meaning of love is measured by what it can do. Love is meant to heal. Love is meant to renew. Love is meant to bring us closer to God.

-Marcus Aurelius

All souls are cut from the same cloth—woven together with a fabric spun in goodness—tied with the thread of God’s love.

This is no myth, but we may not always understand how he threads us together until we find ourselves drowning in a sea of doubt. It is when we are drowning that he sends a vessel to pull you from the toxic waters of fear and disbelief.

As we adjust to Love’s warmth under the blanket of redemption, we start to awaken inside. We feel the seed begin to blossom that He planted in us while in the womb of our mother.  And from that moment on, we feel our inner being billow through our mind, body and soul—growing free like a tree.  Now let us talk about the foundation of Love.

The foundation of love is the will to let those that we love be a perfect version of their true self. It is the tenacity not to twist them to fit our own image, but the image in which God envisioned when He made them. If in loving someone, we do not love what they are, but only their potential likeness to ourselves, then we do not love them:  we only love the reflection of ourselves that we see in them.  This is not the grace of God’s love.  This is not the kind of Love God has intended for anyone.

Love is something that in the beginning stages we do not need to know precisely what is happening, or exactly where it is all going.  What we must recognize with Love is that the possibilities and challenges that are offered must be embraced in the present moment.  And to hold on to those moments with courage, faith, and hope, but most important, is to be grateful for the graces that God has laid upon your path.

Love is spiritual in nature, because true Love at its roots is born in the spirit of being.  Love is not something that is anxious—love is patient. Anxiety is a mark of spiritual insecurity.  Patience is the mark of spiritual development.

Love seeks one thing only: the spiritual adoration of the one loved.  It leaves all the other secondary effects to take care of themselves.  Love therefore when allowed to perform at its highest experience is life’s paramount reward.  It is the most satisfying reward of the adoration of Love, found in the light of Christ moving through your spirit.

Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God, and whoever loves has been born of God and knows God.  Anyone who does not know love does not know God, because God is Love.  In this the love of God was made manifest among us, that God sent His only Son into the world, so that we may live through him. Beloved if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.  No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God abides in us and his love is perfected in us.

1 John 4 : 7-14

For the man who is seamless in love, he feels the love of God move through him.  In this he is able to experience within him, the presence of the Father, the source and giver of love.  The Son, who is the image and the glory of Love, and the Spirit, who is the communication of the Father and the Son in Love.

From the time we start feeling the mystical reign of Love every day, Love for Christ becomes more intimate, love for each other becomes more understanding, our love for those who are poor, without love, becomes more compassionate.  From there the purpose of one doubles, and becomes the life’s work of two.  And the time we spend with the audience of God is our work’s most precious time.

To be grateful is to recognize the Love of God in everything He has given us—and He has given us everything. Every breath we breathe is a gift of His love, every moment of our existence is a grace, for it brings with it immense graces from Him.

Gratitude therefore takes nothing for granted, it is not something that is unresponsive, and instead it is a constant awakening to new wonders and praises of the goodness of God. For the grateful person knows that God is good and that Love is King, not by hearsay but by experience.  And this is what makes all the difference.  And for this I am grateful.

Love after all, transforms the loved into the lover.

– Ryan Love


Taking Root

Every man must act in the rhythm of his time. Such is wisdom.

A newfound knowledge has opened these windows of my mind.  Meanwhile drafts of wisdom flow through them like an autumn wind—fragments of the old me sneak through the same window—seeking freedom from self-inflicted suffering.

My eyes gaze upon the infinite splendor of a midnight western sky and I bow my head, speaking hushed.

How is a man supposed to make sense out of his existence when doubt runs rampant all around him? How can he find authentic meaning by simply embracing a certain criteria of explanation—which professes to show him the ways and means of this world?

Perhaps, this is why in my self-contained state that I search these woods within me, like an eternal explorer.  Seeking what I can’t find until the end of my time.  And if you wouldn’t mind, let us take a little bit of time to get through this wilderness of mine?

I feel that I should further venture towards the shadier side of this wilderness—my soul—where the wolf waits, howling with the moon.   And it is true that “herded” men fear and industriously avoid the shadows of their own darkness.

But I am confident that with the presence of You within, that the “I” of me will find some harmony in the fragments of my being.  And it is with You at my side, that I am no ordinary man, for that alone, I do not fear the darkness in me.

It is true the worst thing a man can do when divvied up into a couple of different compartments is to seal off certain compartments from one another.  If it is felt that one is more essential than the other, then one will practice with mental prowess in trying to keep the hidden beast at bay.  This is what happens when deep reflection pushes itself in the direction of an unwise and distracted man.  To contemplate when divvied up refracts instead of reflects.

The first thing that must be done before falling into a contemplative state is to coerce your natural unity back into totality.  It is of the utmost importance to reintegrate the compartments of your fragmented being into another kind of alliance altogether.  This is when we allow our dual nature the chance at feeling the manifested presence of God within us.  Then and only then is our being wholly aligned with that of the Spirit.

The presence of God in His world as its Creator depends on no one but Him.  His presence as “I” perceive—is in the strength that I carry to harness my own beast within.  Therefore these fragments of me and “I” can find harmonious balance in His grace.

There isn’t a thing we can do to change the enigma of our existence, except live in the harmony of happiness and feel the presence of God within ourselves daily.  We are able to decide whether we ourselves, and the portion of the world, which is ours, shall become aware of His presence, thrive in it, become consecrated by it, and reshaped by its light.

In life we have the choice of two identities:  the external mask which at times seems to be real and which lives in an autonomous shadow for a brief moment of experience.  But it is the hidden, inner being, which seems to us to be nothing. But it’s that being that gives himself eternally to the truth in whom he subsists.  It is this inner self that is taken up into the mystery Of Christ, by His love, by the Holy Spirit, so that in secret we live “in Christ.”

There is one body and one Spirit—just as you were called to the one hope that belongs to your call—one Lord, one faith, one baptism, one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all.

Ephesians 4 : 4-6

As I come to below Your night sky, I do feel that you have called upon me to help understand that explanation of You isn’t always sufficed—yet it is through the experience of You—where these lessons really move.  And it is nice to that we have started to claw at the surface of “I”, but we both know that we have a long way to go.

And the wolf—this beast in me—I now understand, is just one of the many ways you’ve chosen to speak through the fragments of me.  But for now I must catch a plane back to my roots. Yes there are some things that were buried long ago that You and I must dig up, so the seed will come full circle, and this relationship we are building will finally take its root.  Talk to you soon, Big Guy.

-BeLove