Message from Light of God Ministry
To give from the heart, is a great gift and blessing. Such gifts come from a source beyond the mind, ego and limited self.
To live from the heart is to live from a place of truth, light and love beyond any fears of darkness.
In order to share from this place, we must surrender ourselves to God’s will, just as St John of the Cross did.
Surrender is a spiritual practice that’s required in order to give up and accept, in order to trust and allow. We must practice dissolving into love.
The heart has it’s own voice and message. It requires our close and deep attention to what it constantly communicates. It is always directing, guiding, and instructing us.
This gift of love requires us to acknowledge that we don’t have the answers… yet through devotion and grace… we may hear God’s whisper found within the profound silence of our heart.
With Love,
Tyler
All Are Welcome With Love • In-person Worship ~ Sundays at 11am
Reading excerpt from: Traditions of Spiritual Guidance
St John of the Cross: Spiritual Guide
WRITTEN SOMETIME BETWEEN 1582 and 1585 from his monastery across from the Alhambra in Granada for Carmelite friars and nuns in Andalusia, John of the Cross begins the 28th chapter of the second book of The Ascent of Mount Carmel with these words:
The discreet reader must always keep in mind my intention and goal in this book: to guide the soul in purity of faith through all its natural and supernatural apprehensions, in freedom from deception and every obstacle, to union with God.
This clear statement of his goal in spiritual guidance resulted, in part, from an unforgettable prison experience a few years earlier in the city of Toledo. There, from December 1577 until August 1578, John endured nine months of incredible physical, emotional and spiritual deprivation that profoundly influenced his understanding both of Christian spirituality and his role as a spiritual guide…
…Yet, in the midst of this enforced desolation, where he drew his greatest strength from his identification with Jesus abandoned on the cross, John experienced a new awakening of Jesus himself in the depth of his own being, a deepening union with his Lord as Spouse of his soul, and a total transformation of his own consciousness in the Son of God. This experience determined the rest of his life.
Some months after his dramatic escape, when John recalled his imprisonment in the poem 'The Dark Night', he dwelt upon, not the mental and physical pain of dark confinement, but the sheer grace – Oh dichosa ventura! – that brought him transformation.
Poem ~ The Dark Night of the Soul ~ La Noche Oscura del Alma
In darkness, and secure,
by the secret ladder, disguised,
ah, the sheer grace!-
in darkness and concealment,
my house being now all stilled.
On that glad night,
in secret, for no one saw me,
nor did I look at anything,
with no other light or guide
than the one that burned in my heart.
This guided me
more surely than the light of noon
to where he was awaiting me
– him I knew so well –
there in a place where no one appeared.
Oh guiding Night!
O night more lovely than the dawn!
O night that has united
the Lover with his beloved,
transforming the beloved in her Lover.
– St John of the Cross
Flea Market • November 19th • 9am to Noon
There is still room for more Tables to be purchased for your goods. Open to anyone who has household items or crafts to sell for the Christmas Season. We are also seeking for donations for the Bake Table. Please have these donations wrapped and priced.
For details about table rentals, and bake table, please contact:
Marilynn Davis • Email mhdavis1986@gmail.com
or Phone 604 487 9543
PRUC Online Worship Service • Please Join us this Sunday, November 6th
Prayer
Dear Lord,
May we awaken from any darkness, from any clouds of despair, or dreams of abandonment.
May we awaken from our slumber, from any clouds of ignorance, or from any dreams of sorrow.
May we awaken from our false assumptions, from any clouds of disillusionment, or dreams of our confinement.
May we awaken from any fiction, from the clouds of birth and death, or from any dreams of impermanence.
Awaken us dear Lord, and may we understand these words of Rumi, “This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief.”
Amen