Pentecost!

My hermit mentor, if there is such at thing, when told how hard things had been for me, got excited! He said,"then you are entering into the mystery now. The powerful force of Love from the Holy Spirit comes to us, but after it's worked it's way through all the layers of our mind-junk, what reaches us is just a trickle." So all the layers ripped off of me, allow the Holy Spirit more deep within me.

Today at Mass I began to think of that after having received communion, and with the Body of the Lord within me, I prayed that the Holy Spirit might cut through everything, no matter how intense or painful the experience, because nothing on earth is more worthwhile to me than to be with God as intimately as possible. Then I remembered a quote torn from my daily missal:

God wishes to be asked, God wishes to be forced, God wishes, in a certain manner; to be overcome by our prayer." Pope St. Gregory, The Great

With the memory of that quote came a wedge of Love that felt as if it were pushing through into my head. It was not unpleasant, in fact, quite the opposite, it was awe inspiring. I pray that Christ will continue to drive this stake of Love through my layer of sin, decay, resistance, and pride, until it reach so powerfully into my in most being, that I weep for the sheer beauty and joy of it. Amen. Alleluia.