Sunday, October 21, 2007

sacred

i'm sensing the presence of the sacred now in my mind, my heart.
i'm thinking about what sacred means, feels like, looks like.

i just watched a beautiful reminding video of the very sacredness i too often skirt around, inch back from -- maybe because its so intense i don't know if i can handle its unsettling purity? i need reminders, i'm so forgetful and blithe.

i'm so profane.

i don't choose to be that way. its just programmed - i'm fallen and i can't get up.
really though this kind of falling isn't a joke.
i know, i always know - i live with the intimate knowledge of what it is to be fallen. . selfish, bad.
I despise this core nature of mine.

I find it so easy to dip my toe in the pool of God's mercy, walk around the periphery of his grace, afraid, afraid to commit to the plunge. . for that would demand my surrender, giving up the damaging ways i've grown accustomed to, the world's bent is my bent. . humanity's crookedness is my own. I don't need to stay there. . in fact i should not.

my feelings seem to govern me. one moment i feel a wellspring of love within, love for God, love for people. . .

the next i feel removed from this love, deaf to its voice, somehow beyond its reach, yet i'm not really.

my spirit gasps, i fade and faint
so i live in the shallows of myself, afraid of the depth of the sacred, of him.

feeling too shabby for his perfection.

when will i understand his heart? why do i try to humanize him? he's beyond parameters, he bursts them wide open.
i'm learning how to live with him.
relationships are never easy.

some might think that i'm not in my right mind with this talk of God, of sacred. .

some might think i'm weak, in need of a crutch, an opiate, a 'false' system of belief to prop up or medicate myself. .
I know this isn't the case. I can't tell you how i know.

How i can believe in someone invisible, mysterious?
I'm no flake.
I'm not deluded.

I just do.
I have felt within myself the sacred imprint of his spirit on mine.

I have 'heard' within my heart, his voice.
I have felt the power of all that he is, restoring my spirit's wounds.
I am flawed.
I am unworthy, but his willing-to-die love gives me worth, though this does baffle me and does make me feel unable to thank him properly.
tends to make me want to avert my eyes.
too bright, this light.
Still i am drawn by and to this love which is beyond my capacity to understand.
I am drawn.

I have felt and i do feel what it is to be in the presence of someone from whom nothing about me is hidden or covered up. .

from whom i can lay down the burden of the risk of such transparency and not count it as risk, with no guarding --knowing i am safe from rejection and disdain.

How can such absolute acceptance not attract me?
but why do i still shrink back?
i don't understand myself.

I cling to this faith i have and i don't want to let go.

Dawkins would scoff and bandy points, pierce my 'ignorance' expose my irrationality to the world. Hitchens would have a similar field day with my 'pathetic' state.
sacred? what does that even mean if i won't risk knowing what it means?
if i don't feel it, don't see it.
I can't measure it.
There are no pie charts.
No proof.

I do feel it.
I risk it, this intangible, beautiful force hooks my heart and pulls me in.
In to the mystery of the sacred.
In to the love unique. In to life.
In to relationship.
In to the sacred, to stay. . . . . .

to live

4 comments:

electroluminescence said...

It looks like we've both been having alot of the same thoughts lately... only you are faaaar more eloquent in expressing it than i am!!

it definitely encourages me knowing i'm not the only one who struggles with these things.

i can feel the darkness that we were all born with inside...
& i long for his light to pour deep within my soul!

i can't wait for your post about your downhere weekend.
[yes. that was a subliminal message. except it wasn't even subliminal. it was a hint.]

what the heck am i even talking about?!
love!

kathryn said...

that's cool we're on the same wavelength, Cee!!! Its always an encouragement, isn't it, when we hear how others struggle. yeah, i feel that darkness. . i have the same longings for light.

well, girl, i see your challenge and i raise it with a blog post!!! I will blog - very soon.

Tee said...

One of the most beautiful things you've written.

I'm amazed over and over by your ability to express things I've felt and been unable to put words to.

kathryn said...

Tee, thank you for your always encouraging comments here. I really appreciate that you take the time to write something nice every time. I want to get to the place in my spirit life where i see no distinction at all between my every day living and the presence of God in that life.

I appreciate your inventive, creative, amazing blogs!!! You will always be a blogger who inspires and amuses and also challenges me and helps me grow as a person. Thank you for sharing yourself through your blogs.