And below the upper galleries are the great walls that soar upward, in whose presence we are dwarfed. They too have their multicolored light but they recall to us our earthly walk and what this present life has yet to teach the soul who adores its Maker. If we learn to live near unto the Risen lord in the prayerful life His words to us are full of wonderful promise: "Behold, I make all things new." To live and abide in the Cathedral-souls He has bought for us is to learn from Him to see, to hear, to perceive and sense all around us in His new way. We will find that He has sent us billions of cathedral windows placed in our eternal part through which we at last understand and are made free.
To meditate upon the soul's windows is to gain a new sight. Just as the old gospel song has it:
In all of these Jesus is saying to us, "Consider the birds of the air ...
consider the lilies of the field ... consider! Our soul's insight is
brightened as we consider through the parable (extended metaphors) .... ;
the allegorical .....; the mythologically languaged truth......; the
analogical.......; and the metaphorical.......
resplendent with Another's Light--
Shines forth throughout God's handiwork,
as gem-like windows to the soul,
the truth, the beauty,
and the grace
that shineth forth from Jesus' face.
|Example of a tapestry: The Bayeux tapestry, Normandy,
France, embroidered by Queen Matilda in the 11th century.
Depicts the Battle of Hastings (1066) and events leading
up to it.
Thou art the Holy Weaver of our days and years. By Thy death and Thy resurrection it is Thy good intent to make the design and patterns of our lives meaningful .....
Have mercy upon us for we cannot see from this mortal side what thou hast created from Thy resurrection side -- we see only the knots and tangles of our lives' tapestry for the reverse side of things. Thou alone knowest the true picture, give us Thy faith and perfect serenity of heart to trust Thee. Amen
25:1 Then shall the kingdom of heaven be likened unto ten virgins, which took
their lamps, and went forth to meet the bridegroom.
25:2 And five of them were wise, and five were foolish.
25:3 They that were foolish took their lamps, and took no oil with them:
25:4 But the wise took oil in their vessels with their lamps.
25:5 While the bridegroom tarried, they all slumbered and slept.
25:6 And at midnight there was a cry made, Behold, the bridegroom cometh; go ye out to meet him.
25:7 Then all those virgins arose, and trimmed their lamps.
25:8 And the foolish said unto the wise, Give us of your oil; for our lamps are gone out.
25:9 But the wise answered, saying, Not so; lest there be not enough for us and you: but go ye rather to them that sell, and buy for yourselves.
25:10 And while they went to buy, the bridegroom came; and they that were ready went in with him to the marriage: and the door was shut.
25:11 Afterward came also the other virgins, saying, Lord, Lord, open to us.
25:12 But he answered and said, Verily I say unto you, I know you not.
25:13 Watch therefore, for ye know neither the day nor the hour wherein the Son of man cometh.
+ Death comes suddenly for us all, I must therefore press much oil for this life and my passage to Paradise, therefore Pray! Pray! Pray!
+ All of us are in some stage of dying and Christ's coming shall either be fervently implored in prayer or there shall be a rude awakening due to our prayerlessness! Therefore Pray! Pray! Pray!
+ We are dying, recollect today which group of virgins was I part of mentally? spiritually? wise or foolish? Therefore Pray! Pray! Pray!
The Caterpillar on the Carpet (adapted by me from a writing of Bishop Austin Pardue)
I cannot see the pattern Lord of the carpet on life's floor -- as I am small, too small to know, what all of it is for! Some hours are bright, I love them best and long for them to stay -- But others dark, they drive my soul to pray. Like caterpillars on times floor we mortals crawl from shades to brights and never sense it out, I fear, until we die to rise like butterflies and see what Thou hast put below, a wondrous pattern, Thy great design -- life's carpet on life's floor below. Amen
Help Thou my never-resting windmill of a mind, even while at sleep, to finally grind wholesome flour upon which its beloved soul may feast ....
Grant that the best of my flour may be fit to give Jesus as he stands at the high altar of my soul, transforming the things of my mortal life into the immortal ...............
Oh give me the wisdom to search each wagon load of grist ,to reject the devil's trash, the world's weeds and to bring into my working mind only that which is good an wholesome in Thy sight ............
10:30 And Jesus answering said, A certain man went down from Jerusalem to
Jericho, and fell among thieves, which stripped him of his raiment, and
wounded him, and departed, leaving him half dead.
10:31 And by chance there came down a certain priest that way: and when he saw him, he passed by on the other side.
10:32 And likewise a Levite, when he was at the place, came and looked on him, and passed by on the other side.
10:33 But a certain Samaritan, as he journeyed, came where he was: and when he saw him, he had compassion on him,
10:34 And went to him, and bound up his wounds, pouring in oil and wine, and set him on his own beast, and brought him to an inn, and took care of him.
10:35 And on the morrow when he departed, he took out two pence, and gave them to the host, and said unto him, Take care of him; and whatsoever thou spendest more, when I come again, I will repay thee.
10:36 Which now of these three, thinkest thou, was neighbour unto him that fell among the thieves?
10:37 And he said, He that shewed mercy on him. Then said Jesus unto him, Go, and do thou likewise.
+ Reaching down and picking us up off the road of ruin +
+ By His own right standing with God He clothes our nakedness with His own righteousness +
+ He heals our wounds with His wine, that is, with the Gospel and the Lord's Supper +
+ He places us in the inn of His Church +
12 How think ye? if a man have an hundred sheep, and one of them be gone
astray, doth he not leave the ninety and nine, and goeth into the mountains,
and seeketh that which is gone astray?
13 And if so be that he find it, verily I say unto you, he rejoiceth more of that sheep, than of the ninety and nine which went not astray.
14 Even so it is not the will of your Father which is in heaven, that one of these little ones should perish.
This moment as I pray let me know the Cause of my praying:
[here is to be used the acronym T.E.L.L. as follows]
Prayer proves He shall not cease searching for us until the trumpet sounds. (pray)
Prayer proves He diligently enquires after us, therefore we are often under conviction. (pray)
Prayer proves I am one of the little lambs for I am now "bleating". (pray)
Prayer proves I am not lost so long as I love to talk to Him for I cannot help it when the Shepherd lifts me up in His arms. (pray)
18 Hear ye therefore the parable of the sower.
19 When any one heareth the word of the kingdom, and understandeth it not, then cometh the wicked one, and catcheth away that which was sown in his heart. This is he which received seed by the way side.
20 But he that received the seed into stony places, the same is he that heareth the word, and anon with joy receiveth it;
21 Yet hath he not root in himself, but endureth for a while: for when tribulation or persecution ariseth because of the word, by and by he is offended.
22 He also that received seed among the thorns is he that heareth the word; and the care of this world, and the deceitfulness of riches, choke the word, and he becometh unfruitful.
23 But he that received seed into the good ground is he that heareth the word, and understandeth it; which also beareth fruit, and bringeth forth, some an hundredfold, some sixty, some thirty.
24 Another parable put he forth unto them, saying, The kingdom of heaven is likened unto a man which sowed good seed in his field:
25 But while men slept, his enemy came and sowed tares among the wheat, and went his way.
26 But when the blade was sprung up, and brought forth fruit, then appeared the tares also.
27 So the servants of the householder came and said unto him, Sir, didst not thou sow good seed in thy field? from whence then hath it tares?
28 He said unto them, An enemy hath done this. The servants said unto him, Wilt thou then that we go and gather them up?
29 But he said, Nay; lest while ye gather up the tares, ye root up also the wheat with them.
30 Let both grow together until the harvest: and in the time of harvest I will say to the reapers, Gather ye together first the tares, and bind them in bundles to burn them: but gather the wheat into my barn.
[the acronym S.E.A.]
At prayer purposely sow the seeds of Christ's kingdom in the ground of your starving and fertile mind and soul.
At prayer, especially ejaculatory (meaning sudden and momentary) prayers, hand over in a very deliberate manner each tare the Enemy has sown throughout your various kinds of nights: depression, anxiety, bad dreams, temptations, anger, despair, and hopelessness!
At prayer, be awake and alert to God's active grace and then within the shelter of your cathedral's holy estate Christ will teach you a constancy of thanksgiving to His Father -- your soil will be holy land (e.g., Christ is our ground of being according to the Apostle Paul).
And there the window, break of hearts, a flower in red as though God's blood -- A garden there of scarlet flowers, they seem a million bleeding hearts -- and cry they as the martyrs cry: "How long, oh Lord? How long? and echoing brilliance fills this place: where standeth still all time, all space -- Each bleeding heart bespeaks His Heart, aflow in red from many wounds, down through the corridors, down through all time -- and this same one calls -- How long oh man, how long till you . . . shall hear and come and die with Me for love of Love? --Glennie
4:1 After this I looked, and, behold, a door was opened in heaven: and the first voice which I heard was as it were of a trumpet talking with me; which said, Come up hither, and I will shew thee things which must be hereafter. 2 And immediately I was in the spirit: and, behold, a throne was set in heaven, and one sat on the throne. 3 And he that sat was to look upon like a jasper and a sardine stone: and there was a rainbow round about the throne, in sight like unto an emerald. 4 And round about the throne were four and twenty seats: and upon the seats I saw four and twenty elders sitting, clothed in white raiment; and they had on their heads crowns of gold. 5 And out of the throne proceeded lightnings and thunderings and voices: and there were seven lamps of fire burning before the throne, which are the seven Spirits of God. 6 And before the throne there was a sea of glass like unto crystal: and in the midst of the throne, and round about the throne, were four beasts full of eyes before and behind. 7 And the first beast was like a lion, and the second beast like a calf, and the third beast had a face as a man, and the fourth beast was like a flying eagle. 8 And the four beasts had each of them six wings about him; and they were full of eyes within: and they rest not day and night, saying, Holy, holy, holy, LORD God Almighty, which was, and is, and is to come. 9 And when those beasts give glory and honour and thanks to him that sat on the throne, who liveth for ever and ever, 10 The four and twenty elders fall down before him that sat on the throne, and worship him that liveth for ever and ever, and cast their crowns before the throne, saying, 11 Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory and honour and power: for thou hast created all things, and for thy pleasure they are and were created.
Thou alone, oh Christ the Lamb, art worthy to open the seven sealed book that ends time and space! All of the eternal drama shall climax at Thy Most Holy bidding.
The history of the world that was animated by that drama's action shall cease at Thy same bidding.
All the chorus of the supernatural shall stand silent in that great eternal moment for Thou art the Holy One!
Thou was dead and now Thou livest, Thou alone art worthy! The future cannot
find Thee unawares, for all that must come to pass Thou shalt unseal, have
mercy upon us dearest Jesus .......
Oh my soul, what morning filters through thy Nave? Behold, an innumerable blaze of trumpeting glories -- of bluer than the skies, as whiter than fallen snow descending thus on winged grace. Wilt thou then hear their glorious sounds, Their praise of Him who cometh soon Whose tomb within the garden wall lies empty: death cannot keep Him there: but e'en the flowers speak of Him who died and rose and liveth still. Amen.
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