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| Picture taken @ MacRitchie Reservoir from a Quiet Hideout (picture below) |
I used to search for You beyond the horizon,
thinking You are in a place far above the earth.
I used to search for You in the nature
that emits the marvel of Your creation,
thinking You have stored in it Your goodness,
which overflows onto me
as I behold its beauty before my eyes.
I used to search for You in the Eucharist,
thinking You have hidden Your form
so that I may use the eyes of faith
to see Your face.
I used to search for You in Man,
thinking You must desire to purify my heart
by my looking beyond imperfections
unto the recognition of the image of You in all.
I searched and indeed,
I found You in all these.
Yet, You led me to see too,
the most tender and marvellous truth,
that above all,
You are right here in my heart,
living and labouring in me,
and loving me unchangingly
with the most incomprehensible love.
thinking You are in a place far above the earth.
I used to search for You in the nature
that emits the marvel of Your creation,
thinking You have stored in it Your goodness,
which overflows onto me
as I behold its beauty before my eyes.
I used to search for You in the Eucharist,
thinking You have hidden Your form
so that I may use the eyes of faith
to see Your face.
I used to search for You in Man,
thinking You must desire to purify my heart
by my looking beyond imperfections
unto the recognition of the image of You in all.
I searched and indeed,
I found You in all these.
Yet, You led me to see too,
the most tender and marvellous truth,
that above all,
You are right here in my heart,
living and labouring in me,
and loving me unchangingly
with the most incomprehensible love.
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| The Quiet Hideout of Consolations |
22 September 2011, Thursday
Written @ 4.50pm
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