Monday, August 22, 2005

The intelligence of the meek

The intelligence of the meek is noted by the thoughts they aspire, which clearly differs from the intellectual pursuit of a mind that seeks to find answers in materials that redundantly makes promises, but never truly delivers. Words are commonly used to attempt to heal a division between what is divine and ordinary; however, never quite makes the goal so set, and often times makes the chasm even wider. Heaven waits quite patiently, as the meek feel their way from imprisonment to freedom by spending time with a Voice, which is extraordinary and wise.

The wind in their inner sails is the breath from God transpired only upon their decision. They know the flow of Love, they feel it in every inspiration, and release its overwhelming exuberance in all they do and say. Their vessel becomes so full of God's wishes; they offer their gifts to lessen the burden. Take my riches, take my finery, seems to be the voice of the meek, as they can no longer burden themselves with temporary measures of stalemated happiness. They create in order to make a channel for Love, and their truthful creations are well noted for the story they tell, passed from person to person, village to village, they resound with metaphor of God's Good Graces.

They tarry not over lessons, or intellectual quest, yet see God in The World, as created by Him, inclusive of bird's song, the Sun, and the Moon.

They feel as a part of God, yet as individual as a snowflake in winter, a drop in the ocean, a grain of sand on the shore, and a flower in the garden. They know of their creation, and how Universal Love sent them to their destination. They are never alone or wanting, for God goes with them wherever they go, and they are embraced by His Declarations.

Their passion is due to their flame within, which gains momentum from every choice and decision, lighting their pathway, as their abundance in love is freely given in every step they take, through forgiveness of what was, to acceptance of what is. They know their direction. Their passion welcomes relationships, and recognizes the truth of their brother's existence. They enjoy the touch, the voice, and the comforts, of human interaction. Any fear they encounter is laid aside to make room for Understanding.

As the Sun shines upon them with their Thoughts aligned with His, their world no longer remains a mystery, as they know the Kingdom within. They understand the world they made, and the happiness upon its achievement. They realize God's World reflected in co-creation. Nothing apart from, yet everything equally loved, and potentially as able as God's Son teaches. They have little desire for making temples or castles on Earth, yet hold firm to the Thought their true residence and work resides in the eyes of those who would seek to follow their vertical steps towards a higher order of thinking, and awareness of what eyes on God can Do.

No common intellectual study can bring them to the place they hold in their hearts and mind, yet only a choice to fully realize their influence and power, as prayer becomes the medium for the Source of a message so potent it brings the meek in full willingness to their knees.

On doing so, the Book of Life is given to them, the Wisdom of the ages, and the potential of all knowing in the Now. Freedom becomes their daily existence, regardless of experience. They have left the study, yet have become an adjunct to its celebration. Their mind serves as recipient, their heart as gateway, and their body as means, while they simply demonstrate to the world the endlessness of possibility.

The intelligence of the meek, having forgiven common thought away, and entered a place of total surrender, where the question is answered "Who Am I?" simply continues on its way. Nothing is needed in the life of the meek, except a new day, and a decision for Love, which effortlessly sends its message to a mind so prepared the veil has been lifted away. Every answer is given, but even moreso what is truly of value accepted, the stranger no longer walks in a strange place, but finds himself at the door to Heaven. Only God can take the meek for the final step, until that time, they simply enjoy what time is for, a celebration of Life and acceptance of His Vision.

Jeanette

one who walks



2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

just dropping by to say 'hi'... place my blessing on your new writing creation ... and of course, a heartfelt congratulations!

all the best to you ... your happy fellow "meek'er", orinda

4:47 PM  
Blogger Enocia Joseph said...

Welcome to the land of BLOG!

A fellow blogger. Blogging is so much fun.

I look forward to a lot more.

Love always,
EJ

6:04 AM  

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