I'll make a confession. I wrote recently for a Christian media an article about the love of God. I was quoting from the pen over a phrase of St. Gertrude which had seemed strong and beautiful "Love, which not only enlighten but deify, come to me in your power, just dissolve all my being. Destroyed in what is in me, I'll do to you."
I delete this sentence. Why such caution? Writing to Christians, I was afraid to hurt, confuse, shock, despite the backing of the saint. Indeed, how to explain to the Christians of good will that the love of God we both deified and we destroyed? Incomprehensible words for the Christian engaged in a love of God in human likeness. Lord, I love you ten times as my father or my mother, Lord, protect me, hear me, see my fears, my desires, help me! And the cry of the ego is very legitimate. I do not disagree. It is blessed by God. This is a first step. But true love is not that one is a love "without measure", as St. Bernard said, a love that has no equivalent in our human love, which establishes us in the "peace that passeth all understanding, "gives us the" joy that remains. "
I was shy with Christians as it is often when we speak of God.
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love God is the bridge.
Henri Brunel year Zen .
Saturday, October 30, 2010
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love God is the bridge
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