Remembering the Desert Fathers and Mothers

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Their cells darker than night

No beams of light, stars nor even the moon

Eyes squeezed tightly against the void,

Risking the chance of sleep rather than facing the exhausting persistence of their unknown internal, external, and eternal demons

God merciful, loving and weary of the darkness

spilled galaxies of light upon eyes seeking rest or deliverance from the blackness

The full moon illuminating for them sure and certain knowledge of their Eternal Creator's generosity

Cells transformed from initial doubt, panic and despair to promise

The ultimate recognition of their own shallow, tentative breathing in the dark

being the tiny human thread connected to eternity and the absolute breath of God their Redeemer

3/6/10 - Quiet Day Reflection re Desert Fathers & Mothers and their cell lives (as in dwelling - not as in their Iphones)

Cornerstone - the Christ

Home in the elements of nature - spring mosses, dashing sleet, stormy nights

Block of stone, enduring, hidden, unearthed, unturned

Discovered then as though pried from its foundation of granite, paraded heralded in honor

Choice to surrender, rage to call out

A plea for rescue 

The Stone - silently acquiescent 

Could not the Mountain have prevailed

Come down on the masons zealously selecting, then discarding, that which they considered theirs

The Mountain - silently acquiescent 

The Stone was moved yet remained unmoved 

Profound in its makeup - deceiving in its compliancy

Yielding, knowing of its power to balance the world, the universe, its destiny as Cornerstone

Matthew 21:42  Jesus said to them, "Have you never read in the scriptures; 'The stone that the builders rejected has become the cornerstone; this was the Lord's doing, and it is amazing in our eyes'?