Rather like night, and day we must experience the sorrows of life to understand joy when it fills with us longing for all that we love, treasure, and esteem knowing that love is the very essence of our reason for being human, alive to the presence of The One who asks us to love one another, that He may experience our love of Him manifested in our love for all He sends to us, to love with our heart on fire.
The realist also understands that life's journey demonstrates through our daily adventures, a survival instinct that belies the innocent thought that love conquers all, when facing the onslaught of overwhelming trials that can sink us below the waves were we not to rely upon The One inviting us to let Him shepherd us through our joys, sorrows, and very real tribulations sent our way to grow us out of His seeding, into a bountiful harvest reflecting the complete human person fashioned through our life's journey of self discovery.
Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast. ~Khalil Gibran
Our Constant Gardener is alive to our needs, our dreams, our moments of regret filled with sorrow that life appears not to be going our way, by pruning us of our self interest, and ego driven ambitions, leading us to recognise the needs of those He sends to us to love, that He may fill our garden with a harvest of plenty revealing His love for all who love, for Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves we find in them. ~Thomas Merton
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