“True love leads a man to fulfillment, not by drawing thing to himselfbut by forcing him to transcend himself and to become something greaterthan himself. True spiritual love takes the isolated individuals,exacts from him labor, sacrifice, and the gift of himself. It demandsthat he ‘lose his life’ in order to find it again on a higher level –in Christ.”
I am forever walking upon these shores,
Betwixt the sand and the foam,
The high tide will erase my foot-prints,
And the wind will blow away the foam.
But the sea and the shore will remain
Once I filled my hand with mist.
Then I opened it and lo, the mist was a worm.
And I closed and opened my hand again, and behold there was a bird.
And again I closed and opened my hand, and in its hollow stood a man with a sad face, turned upward.
And again I closed my hand, and when I opened it there was naught but mist.
But I heard a song of exceeding sweetness.
It was but yesterday I thought myself a fragment quivering without rhythm in the sphere of life.
Now I know that I am the sphere, and all life in rhythmic fragments moves within me.
They say to me in their awakening, “You and the world you live in are but a grain of sand upon the infinite shore of an infinite sea.”
And in my dream I say to them, “I am the infinite sea, and all worlds are but grains of sand upon my shore.”
Only once have I been made mute. It was when a man asked me, “Who are you?”
When I read the Bible, I do so with the belief that it is not a static text but the Living Word and that I must be continually open to new revelations –whether they come from a lesbian friend or a doctor opposed to abortion.
“Like a servant lying prostrate before Thee, our eyes are lifted to Thee, our lips give Thee praise and blessing seven hours of the day and the three watches of the night.”
–Qulasta (Ancient Aramaic Prayer Book)