This morning I got up at 5:20 am. I try to run on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays and occasionally on other days as well. This morning I got in a five mile run. It’s a great way to stay in shape and it’s a contemplative time for me as well. During the run I began to think of my post “There is a Light”. I’m still thinking about it and the more I ponder the more I realize that what I said is not clear, but then again it’s impossible to clarify a mystical concept. I believe that somewhere along the line mysticism got neatly removed from common Christianity. I don’t know when it happened but suffice to say there is real hunger to know the mystical Christ. Intellectual Christianity where people can recite doctrine, dogma and even scripture is prevalent in many of churches I’ve experienced. That sort of approach leaves me thirsting for the mystical presence. I think of Psalm 63, “O God, you are my God– for you I long! For you my body yearns; for you my soul thirsts, like a land parched, lifeless, and without water.” The psalm continues, “So I look to you in the sanctuary to see your power and glory.” For me the sanctuary can be Holy Peace Chapel, the Abbey of the Genesee, Mt. Saviour Monastery. Those places open me up to the presence of Christ that is all around me. But if I limit God’s presence to certain places, then I am defining God and I don’t believe that God can be defined. There must be a metanoia for each believer wherein each comes to see God in all. That is what happened for St. Francis of Assisi and all the other mystics. When I begin to see God in all, all becomes sacred. The more my eyes are opened to the sacred around me, the more aware I am of the presence of the sacred in my life. I’ll write more, but this is a good beginning. Peace.
Thoughts on the world of open source