I shall keep the silence of my heart with greater care, so that in the silence of my heart I hear His words of comfort, and from the fullness of my heart I comfort Jesus in the distressing disguise of the poor. For in the silence and purity of the heart God speaks. -- Mother Teresa
What a concept...the distressing disguise of the poor.
What if all the ills of the world at any time and in any place are simply distressing disguises seeking God? To resist them in kind is to nurture them...to grow them stronger, meaner, more ours.
Instead of searching for the strongest, toughest, meanest human to beat all the ills that are before our eyes right this very minute, what if we acknowledged them as our own distressing disguises? Disguises that we have birthed, disguises that can be overcome only by seeing them through God's eyes...with love and gratitude.
We can be grateful that we have finally brought ourselves to our knees in complete defeat. There we can finally accept that God can and will expose them for the angels they are. Angels in disguise.
Thank you.
What a concept...the distressing disguise of the poor.
What if all the ills of the world at any time and in any place are simply distressing disguises seeking God? To resist them in kind is to nurture them...to grow them stronger, meaner, more ours.
Instead of searching for the strongest, toughest, meanest human to beat all the ills that are before our eyes right this very minute, what if we acknowledged them as our own distressing disguises? Disguises that we have birthed, disguises that can be overcome only by seeing them through God's eyes...with love and gratitude.
We can be grateful that we have finally brought ourselves to our knees in complete defeat. There we can finally accept that God can and will expose them for the angels they are. Angels in disguise.
Thank you.
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