You are before me, Bright Light.
The Darkness without shouts,
But I gaze heavenward.
My eyes rest upon You, Lamb of God
In Your rest upon the Altar of Your repose.
Having conquered all by Your Cross and sacrificial Death,
You spread Your mantle over the centuries
Till Your glorious Coming.
I see You enthroned on the altar
and offer You the throne and altar of my heart
Here You are enshined in my life, now hidden in Your’s.
The Darkness without lies and denies You,
But the Spirit within gives witness,
That dispels all blindness,
Preparing me to do battle in this stillness.
“Stand still and know the I Am God.”
By Joann Nelander
Daily Archives: September 20, 2010
Do Not Be Silent When You Should Speak
St. Augustine, insisting upon the message whether it be welcome or not, wrote:
“If I am straying,” he says, “if I am lost, why do you want me?” You are straying, that is why I wish to recall you. You have been lost, I wish to find you. “But I wish to stray,” he says: “I wish to be lost.”
So you wish to stray and be lost? How much better that I do not also wish this.
Be Holy! 