Relating and loving, His way
Creating a Home Together (Henri Nouwen Society)
Many human relationships are like the interlocking fingers of two hands. Our loneliness makes us cling to each other, and this mutual clinging makes us suffer immensely because it does not (because it cannot) take our loneliness away. But the harder we try, the more desperate and upset we become. Many of these "interlocking" relationships fall apart over time, because they become suffocating and oppressive. Human relationships are meant to be like two hands folded together. They can move away from each other while still touching with the fingertips. They can create space between themselves, a little tent, a home, a safe place to be. True relationships among people point to God, live in God. They are like living prayers in the world. Sometimes the hands that pray are fully touching, and sometimes there is distance between them. They always move to and from each other, but they never lose touch. They keep praying thankfully to the One who brought them together in the first place. They honor both the pain and the transcendence into bliss that is only possible through the pain.
Kahlil Gibran on Love
When love beckons to you, follow him,
Though his ways are hard and steep.
And when his wings enfold you yield to him,
Though the sword hidden among his pinions may wound you.
And when he speaks to you believe in him,
Though his voice may shatter your dreams
as the north wind lays waste the garden.
For even as love crowns you so shall he crucify you. Even as he is for your growth so is he for your pruning.
Even as he ascends to your height and caresses your tenderest branches that quiver in the sun,
So shall he descend to your roots and shake them in their clinging to the earth.
Like sheaves of corn he gathers you unto himself.
He threshes you to make you naked.
He sifts you to free you from your husks.
He grinds you to whiteness.
He kneads you until you are pliant;
And then he assigns you to his sacred fire, that you may become sacred bread for God's sacred feast.
All these things shall love do unto you that you may know the secrets of your heart, and in that knowledge become a fragment of Life's heart.
But if in your fear you would seek only love's peace and love's pleasure,
Then it is better for you that you cover your nakedness and pass out of love's threshing-floor,
Into the seasonless world where you shall laugh, but not all of your laughter, and weep, but not all of your tears.
Love gives naught but itself and takes naught but from itself.
Love possesses not nor would it be possessed;
For love is sufficient unto love.
When you love you should not say, "God is in my heart," but rather, "I am in the heart of God."
And think not that you can direct the course of love, for love, if it finds you worthy, directs your course.
Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your deepest desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
I am asked often about love, mostly from those who suffer in its painful unfolding and maturing, and the answer is always very hard to hear, because it is so damn unreasonable, and yet so annoying clear:
”Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends (and always wins).
-- 1 Corinthians 13:7-8
”Marriage (committed love) is about total nakedness, exposure, defenselessness, and the very extremities of intimacy. It is about simple, unadorned truth between two human beings, truth at all levels and at all costs, and it does not care what pain or inconvenience must be endured in order for the beautiful habit of truth to take root, to be watered, and to grow into full maturity.”
-- Mike Mason
Yes, it is meant to burn and crush you (the “you” that wants and/or needs justice, kindness, manageability, or pleasure) and then to birth YOU (the “YOU” that loves, simply because it must come alive and express itself, no matter what – it is all there is to do, to be)! It is so like the phoenix rising from the ashes of itself, and you get to climb on and take the ride, but only if you are courageous enough to endure the burning.
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