He says without words...

 

Would you know how I love you if I didn't suffer for you?

Would you value water if you didn't thirst?

You love the light more for stumbling in darkness.

Your soul knows my voice only after being deafened by silence

Your love grows when you thirst for your beloved.

The burning in your heart is a symbol of my love purifying you.

And I understand without speaking, that:

....The silence, the suffering, the thirst are all sacramental signs of a deepening, growing love

....My tears bring tears of love from Him

....My broken alabasters touch his heart deeply and move him to fill their empty place with himself

...My thirst is a sign that I am willing to love him as he loves me. Following his example.

...These things are his gifts to me, they arent my doing.

...Be passive and accept them.

...Embrace them.

 

Show me, Lord, what alabaster jars I have yet to break and pour out at your feet. What tears I have yet to cry, what love I have yet to show.

I break the alabaster jar of my heart at your feet, the self-jar I had shaped to be perfect, controlled, safe. I let my love and my tears and my thirst and my kisses run over your feet with the shattered shell on the ground, discarded.

I break the alabaster jar of my mother's heart, inlaid with tenderness, hopes, dreams and fears. I set my precious children free to be poured out by you.

It's not the alabaster jar that is beautiful, but what is inside. The love inside. The broken jar allows love to be free, to fill the air and give itself abundantly. The jar gives beauty when it is wounded, fragrance of love that it cannot give in sealed perfection.

You give me more than I can handle because my life is not my own. It is yours. You have accepted my gift of self and given yourself to live in me. It is not too much for you. I rely on your love & grace.

              

To live in the deep means

to live in

the vast unknown

bigger than I am

stronger than my strength

dark.

Silent solitude

but safely

completely

immersed in Him.