One day I saw with the eyes of my eternity
in bliss and without effort, a stone.
This stone was like a great mountain
and was of assorted colours.
It tasted sweet, like heavenly herbs.
I asked the sweet stone: Who are you?
It relplied: I am Jesus.
Monday, September 15, 2008
And the rock was Christ
The mystical world view is one in which Christ is truly the All in all. "There is no spot where God is not." I love this image of the multi-colored, sweet tasting mountain: