At the table that Jesus prepares, all may assemble: In his body we are made anew, a community of faith—the living and the dead. In our presence, the Son of Man gathers up the remnants of our memories, the broken fragments of our histories, [and] judges, blesses, and transforms them. His Eucharistic banquet re-orders us, re-members us, restores us, and makes us one. -- Theologian M. Shawn Copeland, Richard Rohr's Daily Meditations, June 5, 2025
For whatever reason...for whatever reason unknown to me...as I read that paragraph, I knew, and I knew I knew, its meaning...its inner, true, meaning.
I very much doubt I'll be able to express that insight...to write it out...to make it clearer than it already is to those it speaks to.
It spoke to me...deeply and truly...and I cannot even think of the first word to write to explain it for another to understand. Face it, it explains itself to whomever it explains itself to, all others get in line...it will come when, not if, we are ready.
I am not church people nor am I a so-called religious person, but I do believe. I believe what I believe by the-God-of-my-own-understanding...which, the older I get and the deeper my inner-person consciousness is raised, is what Jesus taught. I'm good with that, so be it.
The inner person is the soil in which God has sown the divine likeness and image and in which God sows the good seed, the roots of all wisdom, all skills, all virtues, all goodness—the seed of the divine nature. -Meister Eckhart
Thank you.
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