Thursday, April 13, 2006

Speak to us about Love

Today is the day when Catholic people doing the ceremony of remembering "The Last Supper".

Remembering the "LOVE" that Jesus has shown to His disciple, to us.

Remembering the day before we crucified Him.

There are so much Love in the Last Supper, Love that so difficult to follow, because we are human, because we are made from flesh and blood.

A pure Love, the Unconditional Love.

Yes..unconditional, because in that Love we never ask for anything, we never have other purposes then the Love itself.

Love that can be found through the sparkle of a mother's eyes when she hold her child.

Love that bring us to what we called "blissfull" condition..

Love which shape our life, as what Kahlil Gibran put in his Spiritual Inspiration Thought.

....When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among this pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams as the north wind lays waste the garden.

For even as love crowns you so shall be crucify you.
Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that
quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.
Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for
God's sacred feast.

All the things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your
heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.

But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's
treshing-floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter,
and weep, but not all of your tears.

Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.

When you love you should not say "God is in my heart," but rather, "I am in the
heart of God."
And think not you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you
worthy, directs your course.

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love,
And to be bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of living;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of
praise upon your lips.....

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Thank you, it is a discerning mind of a woman, a mother, with a lot of ove in her heart, take nought give nought but love