There it is again. Fleeting feelings fighting to the surface with a heralding heart, the futility of reaching out for God like a blind child beneath a piñata.
Stillness and wonder calming a scattered mind when reminded that it is the practice of faith – seeking, self-admonitions, hopes, and disappointments – on the path inward that rings most true to the nature of man created by God.
The knowledge of this is not new. But the source and target move again from head to heart, from and by Spirit to my Soul where I can recognize, but for a fleeting moment, my divine nature made so by God’s presence in these breaths.
It is by my Soul that I recognize my divine and human nature as one; where I am a creation of free will, willingly coming home.
It is in my Soul where the complexities of ego and innate love are reconciled by their most truest and authentic expressions.
And, it is for my Soul that head and heart become unapologetically one, if only and consciously for a fleeting moment of centered wholeness.
“I pray that, according to the riches of his glory, he may grant that you may be strengthened in your inner being with power through his Spirit, and that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith, as you are being rooted and grounded in love.”-Ephesians 3:16-17