Solitude & Me#
As with our Lord and St. Benedict, I too require solitude's fields of refreshment. In solitude I discover more of Jesus. He then disarms me with love.
As with our Lord and St. Benedict, I too require solitude's fields of refreshment. In solitude I discover more of Jesus. He then disarms me with love.
Saint Benedict (c480-550) was not always a human saint. Born as Roman nobility, he would abandon his normal studies around the turn of the sixth century.
Did Jesus ever make a mistake? His brief season upon planet earth was punctuated in silence, devotion and prayerful solitude. A model we all would do well to heed.
Lovers do not care to share their lover. The heart in love yearns to give to, and share their lover's full attention.
If ever there is an archetypal prophet, an enigma to the common mind, a man given to a roller-coaster faith - it must be Elijah.
Deliberately favored are those the Lord draws into His presence, for they understand the pleasures and work of this earth are mere phantoms, thieves of time.
I fear the doctrine of the church, I disdain the missal and I abhor the ill-judged compromises of ecumenism; for where is the yearning of the soul if it is…
A human spirit encompassed by silence, a soul released from today and a body absent of distress always gains health with solitude.
The best thing about this stillness is that it gives God a chance to work.
Then came the conflict of thoughts for the morrow, with its duties and cares. But God said: “Be still.