What is Your truth?

What is Your truth?
Is it what one preacher says it is?
Or rabbi? Or imam? Or teacher?
Or priest? Or medicine man?
Or leader? Or minister?
Can so many people,
so many different people,
have the truth?

The truth, Your truth, is a paradox
It is where
the virgin gives birth
the blind see
the deaf hear
the mute speak
the lame walk
the wolf and the lamb are friends
the lion and the ox graze together
and a baby plays near the cobra.

All those things
things that can’t happen
aren’t supposed to happen
shouldn’t happen
are all a part of Your truth.

Your truth
is bigger than any single belief can hold
is bigger than any single faith can hold.

Your truth
is every belief
is every faith.

Your truth
is all known knowledge
is all unknown knowledge.

Your truth
belongs to You
and You give it to us
as we are able to receive it.

May we be open to receive
Your truth.

May we not use
Your truth
as a weapon
one against another.

May we use
Your truth
as it is intended
as an extension of Your Love
as an expansion of Your Love
as a witness of Your Love.

Open my eyes

I once heard a preacher say, “Open the eyes of my eyes.”
So I ask you, Lord, “Open the eyes of my eyes.”

Like the men who walked unknowlingly
with Jesus 3 days after His crucifixion,
You walk with me on a daily basis
and yet I don’t always see You.

The hearts of those men burned
with spiritual recognition
yet because their eyes weren’t truly open
they did not truly see.

You know the phrase,
“Can’t see the forest for the trees”;
well, sometimes I can’t see You
for all the trees around me.
These trees—
little annoyances
big frustrations
worries and concerns
anger and bitterness
judgment—
all these trees
block my view of You
even though my heart
burns with recognition of You.

Let me see You, my Lord,
in the midst of the trees
standing tall
making those terrible trees
move aside as I move closer to You.

Let me remember
Your faithfulness to me in times past
both far and near
and even though I have been faithless
more times than I can count
You have always been faithful with me.

Dear Lord,
Open the eyes of my eyes
that I may see You in all things
for there is nowhere on this earth
that is unknown to You and
that You are not there.

Journey’s end,and begin again

So I have ended my journey through Illuminata but I have only begun this day and every day my journey with God. Some days I find myself firmly on the path, side by side with Him; other days I suddenly wake up and find I am lost in the woods of confusion, mired in the mud of despair, or overwhelmed by waves of temptations. And then I begin anew, clawing my way back to the path where God is. He never strays from me – it is I who stray from Him. He is always waiting for me with open arms, without judgment, without anger, and yet, full of Love.
A Way In –
I see in my mind a little ball of golden light.
I watch this light as it begins to grow larger and larger,
   until now it covers the entire inner vision of my mind.
I see within this light a beautiful temple.
I see a garden that surrounds the temple and a body of water
   that flows through the garden.
I see that the inside of the temple is lit by this same beautiful light,
   and I am here.
For I have been drawn here by the power and in the presence of God.
I dedicate my days and my relationships and experiences to You.
May Your Spirit, which is within me, so guide my thoughts, my feelings,
   and my perceptions of all things
That I might grow into a happier, more peaceful, more loving human being.
Illumine my mind, illumine my life.
Amen.
—Marianne Williamson, Iluminata
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