tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638790717199826189.post1902581512331731584..comments2024-03-27T09:11:53.387+00:00Comments on All this life and heaven too: In the pierced HeartSilvana rscjhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07102555800302899398noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2638790717199826189.post-88935733981446710822012-06-15T10:30:35.335+01:002012-06-15T10:30:35.335+01:00And today, Feast of the Sacred Heart, the gospel b...<i>And today, Feast of the Sacred Heart, the gospel brings us a similar scene: a soldier piercing Jesus' side with a lance, breaching not just Jesus' body, but the taboo concerning the violation of a dead body...<br /><br />And yet... through that act of gratuitous cruelty Jesus' Heart is opened, never to close, releasing a torrent of superabundant, redemptive love, a wellspring that will never dry up.</i><br /><br />After years of hating the kitsch and saccharine surrounding it, by George, I think I've got it. <br /><br />THIS makes complete sense to me: pain, rock bottom, the darkest part of the dark night of the soul, makes the heart accessible - our heart accessible to G-d's, and G-d's heart accessible to ours. <br /><br />THANK YOU. I can now see past the prettiness, the twee that has been created that makes this feast easier to bear if one finds it difficult to face its depth and power.<br /><br />It reminds me of this:<br /><br /><i>Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. <br /><br />Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain. <br /><br />And could you keep your heart in wonder at the <br />daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy; <br /><br />And you would accept the seasons of your heart, <br />even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields. <br /><br />And you would watch with serenity through the <br />winters of your grief. <br /><br />Much of your pain is self-chosen. <br /><br />It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. <br /><br />Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity: <br /><br />For his hand, though heavy and hard, is guided by the tender hand of the Unseen, <br /><br />And the cup he brings, though it burn your lips, has been fashioned of the clay which the Potter has moistened with His own sacred tears.</i><br /><br />--Kahlil GibranPragmatic Mystic https://www.blogger.com/profile/08877990361303745003noreply@blogger.com