”[…] God will answer and purvey for them in spirit, that for business about His love list not answer nor purvey for themselves.” - The Cloud Of Unknowing
"When knowledge strikes the heart, it is a friend; when knowledge strikes the body, it is a burden." - Rumi
"But the Lord will be a refuge for his people [….]" - Joel (NIV)
Answer for me when I cannot speak.
Sing through me when I can’t but weep.
Walk with me and tell me this path embodies Your love.
Speak truth into me and
erase these burdensome lies.
See for me as I crouch and cover my eyes.
I’ll count, “1, 2, 3,” and then
I will run to find You.
Always hidden but never hiding.
Like the air we breathe
or the wind
and its thousand kisses.
”[…] Mary had chosen the best part, the which should never be taken from her.” - The Cloud Of Unknowing
"Except for those drunk on God, all men are children: no one’s adult till he’s escaped desire." - Rumi
"In that day the mountains will drip new wine, and the hills will flow with milk; all the ravines of Judah will run with water." - Joel (NIV)
You are an Overflowing God.
You cannot be contained.
In joy, in life, in goodness, in mercy,
in justice, in providence and in light.
What I cannot hold I am held by.
That which I cannot reach reaches for me.
I trust Your timing.
I seek Your ways.
In my weakness, continue to be my strength.
I love You,
”[…] I should charitably and piteously have other men’s ignorant words and deeds always excused.” - The Cloud Of Unknowing
"Have mercy on wrong-doers for their wrongs, and curse them for their selfishness and pride." - Rumi
"Multitudes, multitudes in the valley of decision! For the day of the Lord is near in the valley of decision." - Joel (NIV)
When a lover becomes an enemy.
When a wife becomes a foe.
I am struggling to maintain a sense
of charity and grace.
When the woman becomes a viper
whose only language is hiss and fangs.
Oh, how did you lose your holding arms
and take to licking dust?
Father, I’m struggling to forgive and to love.
I need Your hand in this situation.
Please fulfill Your will.
It’s been a long time. Brush to ink to paper. A mandala quickly drawn in the park while my upstairs neighbor’s apartment was being renovated. Many creative projects and people. A delicious summer day.
"For by Mary is understood all contemplatives; for they should conform their living after hers. And by Martha, actives on the same manner, and for the same reason and likeness." - The Cloud Of Unknowing
"The holy ones can grasp the subtleties that verbal formulations do not reach." - Rumi
"I am sending you grain, new wine and oil, enough to satisfy you fully; never again will I make you an object of scorn [….]" - Joel (NIV)
You look on me with love.
You provide my needs.
Please bless the works of my hands
and help me attain right livelihood.
I love You. I admire You. I am glad of You.
This path is hard.
This hard path lends sustenance and strength.
It fills my soul with goodness.
Thank You for this hard path.
Teach me to love as You love.
”[…] she hung up her love and her longing desire in this cloud of unknowing, and learned her to love a thing the which she might not see clearly in this life [….]” - The Cloud Of Unknowing
“‘Guide us’ occurs in every act of prayer […]” - Rumi
"Blow the trumpet in Zion, declare a holy fast, call a sacred assembly" - Joel (NIV)
I fast more in poverty than out of love.
But this poverty and this love are Yours.
And so, regardless, my fasting is for You.
But there is Love.
And in this sacred fasting, music.
And in this music, praise.
And in this praise, “Lead us.”
And in this “Lead us,” meekness and
an openness to grace.
Giver of Life,
we thank You for Your providence
in both feeding and fasting.
Lead us to the way everlasting.
”[…] He biddeth that we should be perfect by grace as He himself is by nature.” - The Cloud Of Unknowing
"If you learn how the nightingale is singing, will you know what he feels towards the rose?" - Rumi
"Rend your heart and not your garments. Return to the Lord your God, for he is gracious and compassionate [….]" - Joel
Today was a thick cloud.
And yes, I experienced both sorrow and fear.
But also, strength and competence and love.
Only by grace can I be made perfect.
Only by love will I listen
to the nightingale’s meaning
beyond her song.
Only by brokenhearted meekness
will I grasp the fullness of Your compassion.
(Oh, I have needs!)
And your voice echoes in the autumn wind.
"I love you. I will care for you.
Do not worry. Do not be afraid.”
"For the condition of [perfect meekness] is such, that whoso hath it, and the whiles he hath it, he shall not sin, nor yet much after." - The Cloud Of Unknowing
"Frail grass is pitied by that stormy wind. O heart, do not be boastful of your vigor." - Rumi
"Surely the joy of mankind is withered away." - Joel (NIV)
Renew my love for You day by day.
Continue to shine Your face upon me
and please bless the works of my hands.
Here is another little book
dedicated to declaring Your glory.
Make my words a light that reflects Your ways.
Make my voice a music that brings peace to the listener.
You are perfect.
In Your perfect way, redeem my humble offerings.
I love You.
”[…] in beholding of the which all nature quaketh, all clerks be fools, and all saints and angels be blind.” - The Cloud Of Unknowing
"Then how, my noble friend, can we be pardoned when we are running wild against that breath?" - Rumi
"Praise him with the sounding of the trumpet,
Praise him with the harp and lyre,
Praise him with tamborine and dancing,
Praise him with the strings and flute,
Praise him with the clash of cymbals,
Praise him with resounding cymbals,
Let everything that has breath praise the Lord.” - Psalm (NIV)
(this is the last page in the second notebook I’ve posted on tumblr)
I will praise You,
Wild as I am,
Frail & Obstinate,
Prone to despair as I am,
I will praise You,
With my wild breath,
With the works of my hands,
With the music in my soul,
With these sacred instruments,
I will praise You,
"Meekness in itself is naught else, but a true knowing and feeling of a man’s self as he is." - The Cloud Of Unknowing
"O Veiler, do not lift the curtain from us. Be our protector in the final test." - Rumi
"When my spirit grows faint within me, it is you who know my way." - Psalm (NIV)
Myself as I am.
Your mercies as I see.
The veil between You and me.
(but I should fade.)
Be the cover and cloak of my iniquities.
The Veil that hides the fading light.
That which keeps those around from blindness.
(I love You - a thousand times I love You.)
This meekness is knowing myself as I am
and the lovely inexpressible Thee.