April 17
Companions of the Way (Evening)In Thee, O Lord, do I put my trust; let me never be put to confusion.
SOME day soon a greater angel will stand before me in the way, whom I shall know without doubt, and meet, I hope, without fear; despite the sword with which his liberating word must pierce my flesh. I shall not die; I shall pass on with opening eyes to find close at hand more of my meaning and more life in some crystalline world. God is most surely Reason, and He puts no man's to confusion. I am a son whom He loves, a son learning to love Him, learning to love His truth, His beauty, His holiness, and Himself, love's self; I am enfolded in His purpose, I, whom He has compelled to be; I am rooted in His eternity; and I shall most surely find myself and all my meaning fulfilled at last within the kingdom of His heart. There waits the goal of my heart-way, there is Jerusalem; death does but open wide my way.
A Modern Mystic's Way
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