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  December 9/2009 - Wednesday of 2nd Week of Advent 

 

LITURGICAL/THEME MEDITATION:

"Take my yoke upon you and you will find rest for your souls"

UNIVERSAL CHURCH/WORLD EVENT(S):

On Mary's Presence in Rome;

On Mary as Mother

SAINT OF THE DAY

St. Juan Diego

 GENERAL MARIOLOGY
Nativity of the Virgin Mary

The History of Joseph Carpenter

 DIVINE MERCY

Divine Mercy Diary - Inspirational Quotes

Apostles of Mercy

 TEACHING/TESTIMONY/CONVICTION:

Experiencing God in Nature

 

DAILY LITURGICAL MEDITATION

 
 
Wednesday (12/9): "Take my yoke upon you and you will find rest for your souls"

Scripture: Matthew 11:28-30

28 Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.29 Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me; for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light."

Old Testament Reading: Isaiah 40:25-31

25 To whom then will you compare me, that I should be like him? says the Holy One. 26 Lift up your eyes on high and see: who created these?  He who brings out their host by number, calling them all by name;  by the greatness of his might, and because he is strong in power not one is missing. 27 Why do you say, O Jacob, and speak, O Israel, "My way is hid from the LORD, and my right is disregarded by my God"? 28 Have you not known? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth.  He does not faint or grow weary, his understanding is unsearchable. 29 He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength. 30 Even youths shall faint and be weary, and young men shall fall exhausted; 31 but they who wait for the LORD shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings like eagles, they shall run and not be weary, they shall walk and not faint.

Meditation: What kind of yoke does Jesus have in mind for us? And how can it be good for us? The Jews used the image of a yoke to express submission to God. They spoke of the yoke of the law, the yoke of the commandments, the yoke of the kingdom, the yoke of God. Jesus  says his yoke is "easy". The Greek word for "easy" can also mean "well-fitting". Yokes were tailor-made to fit the oxen well. We are commanded to put on the "sweet yoke of Jesus" and to live the "heavenly way of life and happiness". Oxen were yoked two by two. Jesus invites each one of us to be yoked with him, to unite our life with him, our will with his will, our heart with his heart. Jesus also says his "burden is light". There's a story of a man who once met a boy carrying a smaller crippled lad on his back. "That's a heavy load you are carrying there," exclaimed the man. "He ain't heavy; he's my brother!" responded the boy. No burden is too heavy when it's given in love and carried in love. When we yoke our lives with Jesus, he also carries our burdens with us and gives us his strength to follow in his way of love. Do you know the joy of resting in Jesus' presence and walking daily with him along the path he has for you?

In the Advent season we celebrate the coming of the Messianic King who ushers in the reign of God. The prophets foretold that the Messiah would establish God's kingdom of righteousness, peace, and joy. Those who put their trust in God and in the coming of his kingdom receive the blessings of that kingdom – peace with God and strength for living his way of love and holiness (Isaiah 40). Jesus fulfills all the Messianic hopes and promises of God's kingdom. That is why he taught his disciples to pray, "thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven" (Matthew 6:10).  In his kingdom sins are not only forgiven but removed, and eternal life is poured out for all its citizens. This is not a political kingdom, but a spiritual one. The yoke of Christ's kingdom, his kingly rule and way of life, liberates us from the burden of guilt and disobedience. Only Jesus can lift the burden of sin and the weight of hopelessness from us. Jesus used the analogy of a yoke to explain how we can exchange the burden of sin and despair for a yoke of glory, freedom, and joy with him. The yoke which Jesus invites us to embrace is his way of grace, power, and freedom to live in love, peace, and joy as God's sons and daughters. Do you trust in God's love and submit to his will for your life?

"Lord Jesus, inflame my heart with love for you and for your ways and help me to exchange the yoke of rebellion for the sweet yoke of submission to your holy and loving word. Set me free from the folly of my own sinful ignorance and rebellious pride that I may I wholly desire what is good and in accord with your will."

 Psalm 103:1-4, 8-10

1 Bless the LORD, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless his holy name!
2 Bless the LORD, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits,
3 who forgives all your iniquity, who heals all your diseases,
4 who redeems your life from the Pit, who crowns you with steadfast love and mercy,
5 who satisfies you with good as long as you live so that your youth is renewed like the eagle's.
6 The LORD works vindication and justice for all who are oppressed.
7 He made known his ways to Moses, his acts to the people of Israel.
8 The LORD is merciful and gracious, slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love.
9 He will not always chide, nor will he keep his anger for ever.
10 He does not deal with us according to our sins, nor requite us according to our iniquities.
 

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UNIVERSAL CHURCH/WORLD EVENTS

 

On Mary's Presence in Rome

"Let Us Hear Her Silent but Pressing Appeal"


 
VATICAN CITY, DEC. 8, 2009 (Zenit.org).- Here is a translation of the address Benedict XVI gave today, the solemnity of the Immaculate Conception, during his visit to the image of the Immaculate Conception in Rome's Piazza de Spagna.

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Dear Brothers and Sisters!
 
In the heart of Christian cities, Mary constitutes a sweet and reassuring presence. With her discreet style she gives everyone peace and hope in happy and sad moments of life. In the churches, in the chapels, on the walls of palaces: a painting, a mosaic, a statue recalls the presence of the Mother who constantly watches over her children. Also here, in Piazza di Spagna, Mary is placed on high, almost to watch over Rome.
 
What does Mary say to the city? Of what does she remind everyone with her presence? She reminds that "where sin increased, grace abounded all the more" (Romans 5:20) -- as the Apostle Paul writes. She is the Immaculate Mother who repeats also to the men of our time: Do not be afraid, Jesus has conquered evil; he has conquered it at the root, freeing us from its dominion.
 
How much we have need of this beautiful news! Every day, in fact, through newspapers, the television and the radio, evil is recounted, repeated, amplified, accustoming us to the most horrible things, making us become insensitive and, in some way, intoxicating us, because the negative is not fully disposed of and accumulates day after day. The heart hardens and thoughts become dark. Because of this, the city has need of Mary, who with her presence speaks to us of God, reminds us of the victory of grace over sin, and induces us to hope even in humanly more difficult situations.
 
In the city live -- or survive -- invisible persons, who every now and then leap onto the front page or on television screens, and are exploited to the end, so that the news and the image attract attention. It is a perverse mechanism, to which unfortunately one finds it hard to resist. The city first hides and then exhibits to the public, without pity, or with false pity. There is instead in every man the desire to be received as a person and considered a sacred reality, because every human history is a sacred history, and requires the greatest respect.
 
The city, dear brothers and sisters, is all of us! Each one contributes to its life and its moral climate, for good or evil. In the heart of every one of us passes the boundary between good and evil, and not one of us should feel the right to judge others, but rather each one must feel the duty to improve himself!

The mass media tends to make us feel always as "spectators," as if evil refers only to others, and certain things could never happen to us. Instead we are all "actors" and, in evil as in good, our behavior has an influence on others.
 
We often lament the pollution of the air, which in certain places of the city is unbreathable. It is true: We need everyone's commitment to make the city cleaner.

And yet, there is another pollution, less perceptible to the senses, but just as dangerous. It is the pollution of the spirit; it is that which renders our faces less smiling, more gloomy, which leads us not to greet one another, to not look at one another in the face. The city is made up of faces, but unfortunately the collective dynamics can make the perception of their depth disappear. We see everything on the surface. Persons become bodies, and these bodies lose the soul, become things, objects without a face, to be exchanged and consumed.
 
Mary Immaculate helps us to rediscover and defend the depth of persons, because in her there is perfect transparency of the soul in the body. She is purity personified, in the sense that the spirit, soul and body are in her, fully consistent between themselves and with the will of God. The Madonna teaches us to open ourselves to God's action, to look at others as he looks at them -- from the heart. And to look at them with mercy, with love, with infinite tenderness, especially those who are most alone, most looked down upon, most exploited. "Where sin increased, grace abounded all the more."
 
I wish to pay tribute publicly to all those who in silence, not with words, but with deeds, make an effort to practice this evangelical law of love, which sends the world forward. They are so many, also here in Rome, and rarely do they make news. Men and women of every age, who have understood that it is no use to condemn, to lament, to recriminate, but it is better to respond to evil with good. This changes things, it changes persons and, in consequence, improves society.
 
Dear Roman friends, and all of you who live in this city! While we are busy in daily activities, let us listen to Mary's voice. Let us hear her silent but pressing appeal. She says to each one of us: Where sin increased, grace can overflow, beginning precisely from your heart and your life! And the city will be more beautiful, more Christian, more human.
 
Thank you, Holy Mother, for this your message of hope. Thank you for your silent but eloquent presence in the heart of our city. Immaculate Virgin, "Salus Populi Romani," pray for us!
 
 

On Mary as Mother


"We Can Turn to Her, and Our Heart Receives Light and Comfort"
 
VATICAN CITY, DEC. 8, 2009 (Zenit.org).- Here is the address Benedict XVI delivered at midday before and after praying the Angelus on the solemnity of the Immaculate Conception of the Blessed Virgin Mary, together with the pilgrims gathered in St. Peter's Square.

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Dear Brothers and Sisters!
 
The 8th of December we celebrate one of the most beautiful feasts of the Blessed Virgin Mary: the Solemnity of her Immaculate Conception. But what does it mean that Mary is the "Immaculate"? And what does this title tell to us?

First of all we refer to the biblical texts of today's liturgy, especially the great "fresco" of the third chapter of the Book of Genesis and the account of the Annunciation of the Gospel of Luke. After original sin, God turned to the serpent, which represents Satan, he curses him and adds a promise: "I will put enmity between you and the woman, and between your seed and her seed; he shall bruise your head, and you shall bruise his heel" (Genesis 3:15).

It is the proclamation of revenge: Satan at the beginning of creation seems to have the upper hand, but the son of a woman will come who will crush his head. Thus, through the woman's offspring, God himself will triumph. That woman is the Virgin Mary, from whom was born Jesus Christ who, with his sacrifice, has defeated once and for all the ancient tempter. Because of this, in so many painting and statues of the Immaculate, she is represented in the act of crushing a serpent under her foot.
 
The evangelist Luke, instead, shows us the Virgin Mary who receives the annunciation of the heavenly messenger (cf. Luke 1:26-38). She appears as the humble and authentic daughter of Israel, true Zion in whom God wishes to make his dwelling. She is the young plant from which the Messiah must be born, the just and merciful King.

In the simplicity of the home of Nazareth lives Israel's pure remnant from which God wishes to have his people be born again, as a new tree that will extend its branches in the whole world, offering all men good fruits of salvation. As opposed to Adam and Eve, Mary remains obedient to the Lord's will, with her whole self she pronounces her "yes" and places herself fully at the disposition of the divine plan. She is the new Eve, true "mother of all the living" -- that is, of all those who by faith in Christ receive eternal life.
 
Dear friends, what immense joy to have Mary Immaculate as Mother! Every time we experience our frailty and the suggestion of evil, we can turn to her, and our heart receives light and comfort.

Also in life's trials, in the storms that make faith and hope vacillate, we think that we are her children and that the roots of our existence sink in the infinite grace of God. The Church herself, even if exposed to the negative influences of the world, always finds in her the star to direct and follow the route indicated by Christ.

Mary is in fact the Mother of the Church, as Pope Paul VI and Vatican Council II solemnly proclaimed. While, therefore, we render thanks to God for this wonderful sign of his goodness, we entrust to the Immaculate Virgin each one of us, our families and the community, the whole Church and the entire world.

I will also do so this afternoon, according to the tradition, at the feet of the monument dedicated to her in Piazza di Spagna.
 

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DAILY LITURGICAL SAINT

   

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

St. Juan Diego

(1474-1548)

 

Thousands of people gathered in the Basilica of Our Lady of Guadalupe July 31, 2002, for the canonization of Juan Diego, to whom the Blessed Mother appeared in the 16th century. Pope John Paul II celebrated the ceremony at which the poor Indian peasant became the Church’s first saint indigenous to the Americas.

The Holy Father called the new saint “a simple, humble Indian” who accepted Christianity without giving up his identity as an Indian. “In praising the Indian Juan Diego, I want to express to all of you the closeness of the church and the pope, embracing you with love and encouraging you to overcome with hope the difficult times you are going through,” John Paul said. Among the thousands present for the event were members of Mexico’s 64 indigenous groups.

First called Cuauhtlatohuac (“The eagle who speaks”), Juan Diego’s name is forever linked with Our Lady of Guadalupe because it was to him that she first appeared at Tepeyac hill on December 9, 1531. The most famous part of his story is told in connection with the Feast of Our Lady of Guadalupe (December 12). After the roses gathered in his tilma were transformed into the miraculous image of Our Lady of Guadalupe, however, little more is said about Juan Diego.

In time he lived near the shrine constructed at Tepeyac, revered as a holy, unselfish and compassionate catechist who taught by word and especially by example.

During his 1990 pastoral visit to Mexico, Pope John Paul II confirmed the long-standing liturgical cult in honor of Juan Diego, beatifying him. Twelve years later he was proclaimed a saint.
 

Comment:

God counted on Juan Diego to play a humble yet huge role in bringing the Good News to the peoples of Mexico. Overcoming his own fear and the doubts of Bishop Juan de Zumarraga, Juan Diego cooperated with God’s grace in showing his people that the Good News of Jesus is for everyone. Pope John Paul II used the occasion of this beatification to urge Mexican lay men and women to assume their responsibilities for passing on the Good News and witnessing to it.

 
Quote:

“Similar to ancient biblical personages who were collective representations of all the people, we could say that Juan Diego represents all the indigenous peoples who accepted the Gospel of Jesus, thanks to the maternal aid of Mary, who is always inseparable from the manifestation of her Son and the spread of the Church, as was her presence among the Apostles on the day of Pentecost” (Pope John Paul II, beatification homily).
 

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GENERAL MARIOLOGY

 

The History of Joseph Carpenter

 

23. Therefore Michael and Gabriel came to the soul of my father Joseph,
and took it, and wrapped it in a shining wrapper. Thus he committed his
spirit into the hands of my good Father, and He bestowed upon him peace.
But as yet none of his children knew that he had fallen asleep. And the
angels preserved his soul from the demons of darkness which were in the
way, and praised God even until they conducted it into the dwelling-place
of the pious.

    24. Now his body was lying prostrate and bloodless; wherefore I reached
forth my hand, and put right his eyes and shut his mouth, and said to the
virgin Mary: O my mother, where is the skill which he showed in all the
time that he lived in this world? Lo! it has perished, as if it had never
existed. And when his children heard me speaking with my mother, the pure
virgin, they knew that he had already breathed his last, and they shed
tears, and lamented. But I said to them: Assuredly the death of your father
is not death, but life everlasting: for he has been freed from the troubles
of this life, and has passed to perpetual and everlasting rest. When they
heard these words, they rent their clothes, and wept.

    25. And, indeed, the inhabitants of Nazareth and of Galilee, having
heard of their lamentation, flocked to them, and wept from the third hour
even to the ninth. And at the ninth hour they all went together to Joseph's
bed. And they lifted his body, after they had anointed it with costly
unguents. But I entreated my Father in  the prayer of the celestials--that
same prayer which with any own hand I made before I was carried in the womb
of the virgin Mary, my mother. And as soon as I had finished it, and
pronounced the amen, a great multitude of angels came up; and I ordered two
of them to stretch out their shining garments, and to wrap in them the body
of Joseph, the blessed old man.

    26. And I spoke to Joseph, and said: The smell or corruption of death
shall not have dominion over thee, nor shall a worm ever come forth from
thy body. Not a single limb of it shall be broken, nor shall any hair on
thy head be changed. Nothing of thy body shall perish, O my father Joseph,
but it will remain entire and uncorrupted even until the banquet of the
thousand years.(2) And whosoever shall make an offering on the day of thy
remembrance, him will I bless and recompense in the congregation of the
virgins; and whosoever shall give food to the wretched, the poor, the
widows, and orphans from the work of his hands, on the day on which thy
memory shall be celebrated, and in thy name, shall not be in want of good
things all the days of his life. And whosoever shall have given a cup of
water, or of wine, to drink to the widow or orphan in thy name, I will give
him to thee, that thou mayst go in with him to the banquet of the thousand
years. And every man who shall present an offering on the day of thy
commemoration will I bless and recompense in the church of the virgins: for
one I will render unto him thirty, sixty, and a hundred. And whosover shall
write the history of thy life, of thy labour, and thy departure from this
world, and this narrative that has issued from my mouth, him shall I commit
to thy keeping as long as he shall have to do with this life. And when his
soul departs from the body, and when he must leave this world, I will bum
the book of his sins, nor will I torment him with any punishment in the day
of judgment; but he shall cross the sea of flames, and shall go through it
without trouble or pain.(1) And upon every poor man who can give none of
those things which I have mentioned this is incumbent: viz., if a son is
born to him, he shall call his name Joseph. So there shall not take place
in that house either poverty or any sudden death for ever.

 

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DIVINE MERCY
 
 

Apostles of Mercy 

 
{Regarding all those who will proclaim God's Mercy} I shall protect them Myself at the hour of death, as My own glory. (378)
 
With souls that have recourse to My mercy and with those that glorify and proclaim My great mercy to others, I will deal according to My infinite mercy at the hour of their death. (379)
 
When I entered the chapel to say goodnight to the Lord before retiring, and apologised for having talked so little to Him when I was at home, I heard a voice within my soul, I am very pleased that you had not been talking with Me, but were making My goodness known to souls and rousing them to love Me. (404)
 
This morning after completing my spiritual exercises, I began at once to crochet. I sensed a stillness in my heart; I sensed that Jesus was resting in it. That deep and sweet consciousness of God's presence prompted me to say to the Lord, "O Most Holy Trinity dwelling in my heart, I beg you: grant the grace of conversion to as many souls as the stitches that I make today with this crochet hook." Then I heard these words in my soul: My daughter, too great are your demands. "Jesus, You know that for You it is easier to grant much rather than a little." That is so, it is less difficult for Me to grant a soul much rather than a little, but every conversion of a sinful soul demands sacrifice." Well, Jesus, I offer You this whole-hearted work of mind; this offering does not seem to me to be too small for such a large number of souls; You know, Jesus, that for thirty years You were saving souls by just this kind of work. And since holy obedience forbids me to perform great penances and mortifications, therefore I ask You, Lord: accept these mere nothings stamped with the seal of obedience as great things." Then I heard a voice in my soul: My dear daughter, I comply with your request.
 
..write this for many souls who are often worried because they do not have the material means with which to carry out an act of mercy. Yet spiritual mercy, which requires neither permissions or storehouses, is much more meritorious and is within the grasp of every soul. If a soul does not exercise mercy somehow or other, it will not obtain My mercy on the day of judgment. . Oh, if only souls knew how to gather eternal treasures for themselves, they would not be judged, for they would forestall My judgement with their mercy. (1317)
 
I desire that priests proclaim this great mercy of Mine towards souls of sinners. Let the sinner not be afraid to approach Me. The flames of mercy are burning Me - clamouring to be spent; I want to pour them out upon these souls....Distrust on the part of souls is tearing at My insides. The distrust of a chosen soul causes Me even greater pain; despite My inexhaustible love for them they do not trust Me. Even my death is not enough for them. Woe to the soul that abuses these [gifts]. (50)

 

 CATHOLIC  TEACHING/CONVICTION/TESTIMONY

   

Experiencing God in Nature

by Thi Le
W

e often think about God in our daily life. We pray to God. We discuss about God and who God is. But oftentimes, it is difficult for us to "feel" God or "experience" God. After all, when we talk about God, we use words like "infinite", "eternal" and "all-powerful" to describe God. For most of us, we can understand what these things mean, but asking us to "feel" these things is something completely different. As human beings, we are limited. It seems contradictory that we could experience God who is infinite while we ourselves are so small.
 

One thing that we forget, however, is that there are many ways in which we can experience God. We can experience God directly or indirectly through God's creations. Of course, it is not always easy because it requires us to put aside the things in our daily life so that we can totally turn ourselves toward God. For us who are busy with school, work, family, and friends, it is not a thing that we can do automatically. Many times, I try to sit in silence only to find myself falling asleep from tiredness. Other times, I find strange thoughts and images appearing in my mind without me knowing them. In those times, it is difficult to experience God and I become discouraged.
 

A friend of mine recently told me about a profound experience he had in which he went out into the woods by himself for an entire day. He sat in one place and attempted to become one with his surroundings. By becoming one with nature, he was able to have a deep experience of God because God was present in nature in a very profound way. I was impressed by what I heard and decided that I would do the same to see whether my experience would be similar to his.
 

On a beautiful Sunday morning, I set out to the woods about half an hour from where I lived. I walked for fifteen minutes through the groves and found my place under a tree. I did not know what kind of tree it was but it was large in size. The branches, though bare from the winter that just past, exhibited signs of rejuvenation as spring had finally arrived. The ground was still wet after several days of rain, yet it was vibrant in its colors of green, purple, and yellow -- all coming from wild flowers that sprawled about. Dead tree branches and twigs, though rampant, could do little to inhibit the wild flowers from adorning the ground with their beautiful blossoms. Above me, the sky was blue and clear with the exception of some white, fluffy patches of clouds hanging high in the sky. Occasionally, an airplane would fly by streaking the blue field with their lines of artificial white clouds.
 

This was nature on this warm Sunday morning. This was nature filled with sounds of birds singing and woodpeckers pecking. This was nature with sights of ants crawling on the grass and on my sitting mat, and a multitude of insects flying about. In search for an experience, I looked, I touched, I listened. A new and strong breeze blew a new leaf from the tree and gently hit my forehead. I picked it up and observed its tiny stem, the soft greenness of the leaf, the undefined texture of the veins. I crushed the leaf and moisture oozed from it. This leaf represented spring, the new life that came from it, and the freshness of the season.
 

My thoughts turned to myself. Where was my place in this nature? I laughed a little at the fact that I was sitting on a mat to keep from being affected by the ground underneath me. I wondered if the trees could feel a foreign presence in their midst. I looked for deers but could not seem to find any. Perhaps they saw that I was here and they knew that I did not belong here. I suffered from an inferiority complex, the same feeling that occurred when I moved into unfamiliar territories. I felt the desire to belong, yet at the same time, I was fully aware of my differences from the norm. I heard whispers. I was being talked about, mocked, perhaps criticized.
 

After several hours in the woods, I stopped looking around. I fell asleep, though the ground was not nearly as comfortable as my bed at home. Nevertheless, the sunlight was soft, the breeze was gentle, the singing of the birds was calming, and the sound of the running water in the nearby creek was relaxing, and I was led into a sound sleep. I received no vision in my sleep. No relatives from the nether world came to talk to me. Jesus did not appear to me in a dream. Neither angels nor spirits came to deliver a message. I woke up from my light sleep at the strange sound of a bird cackling somewhere close by. From the sound, I imagined the creature more to be a small dog than a bird. But I knew no dog was around, and if it were, it would have to be somewhere above in the trees.
 

I opened my eyes still lying flat on the ground. An eagle flew across the expanse above and I followed it across the sky. I felt immersed in my environment. I became oblivious to it. The chirping of the birds no longer sounded strange. The buzzing of insects in my ears was no longer a nuisance as before. I lost awareness of where I was. Was I a part of nature? Did something happen during my nap that transformed me? I picked up a bug crawling on my mat, observing it like an entymologist would observe his subjects. It came to me. I was still an outsider looking in. Yet, I did feel sentimental. It's not easy to like bugs, especially when you're trying to sleep and they annoy you by buzzing in your ears and crawling over your body. Nonetheless, I did feel a strange relation to the bug that I was holding. Perhaps there was hope for me yet.
 

My thought turned to God. I tried to not philosophize. It was difficult, so I forced myself. I tried to feel God instead. But I struggled in myself because I felt that I made a mistake when the thought of "try" appeared in my mind. I gave up. It all seemed so hopeless. I could not get out of this web of "think" and "try" and "force." Why didn't God just come to me? God was not in my mind. I could not conceptualize God. Why didn't God just strike my body like a violent lightning and make his presence felt? I got scared at such a thought. What if it came true? Would I be able to survive it?
 

At five in the afternoon, my stay in the woods ended after nine hours. But by this time, I noticed that I felt happy because I had grown comfortable in my environment, in my nature. Perhaps it was because I had grown more interconnected with the things around me. I did not feel like I had just come to a beautiful scenery and appreciate it for the first time as a traveler would do. Instead, I was a part of that scenery, no more no less than the things around me. I relished in this thought. I smiled at the things I saw, all sharing in the same existence that made me who I was. I no longer felt so foreign, so isolated. A sense of peace came over me. Was it the peace that God bestowed upon His creations? I wasn't sure. But there was no uncertainly in the feeling that I had. I didn't feel the need to reason about it. I sat there for a few more minutes, immersing myself in this peace. God was in nature and nature was in me. Perhaps I had experienced God at last.
 

 

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