Month Three: The Virtue of Prudence. Valuing God and finding love.
Just as there are physical laws that govern material objects, there are spiritual laws that govern the behavior and the relationships between human beings. We can be in tune with these laws in harmony or we can be in opposition, usually unhappy.
Month Three: The Virtue of Prudence. Valuing God and finding love.
Did you know that there are three theological virtues: faith, hope, and charity (or love)? They inform all the moral virtues and give life to them. They infuse us with supernatural powers.
Month Three: The Virtue of Prudence. Valuing God and finding love.
Looking for God’s Goodness in contemplation and prayer.
As we turn to God, we are taught how to love. Not as the world loves but with a merciful, compassionate life-giving love. A powerful exercise is to meditate on 1 Corinthians, God’s definition of what love is and place your name in place of love.
Quiet your heart and enjoy His presence … He is leading you to love. “And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.” (1 Corinthians 13:13)
Month Three: The Virtue of Prudence. Valuing God and finding love.
You Lord are my shepherd; there is nothing I shall want. You lead me and refresh my soul. You guide me on my right path of goodness. I do not fear evil because you are with me and comfort me.
Month Three: The Virtue of Prudence. Valuing God and finding love.
Yesterday during my centering prayer time, I noticed how hard and but yet how easy it is to choose love. Centering prayer is a practice of silence and stillness inviting God into my heart, allowing Him to do whatever He wishes. My job is to be open and surrender. I give up my agenda of wants or requests. I push away monkey brain thoughts as they arise. I ultimately get into a space of being.
Month Three: The Virtue of Prudence. Valuing God and finding love.
As I turn toward God, I’m making a statement to the divine, to the world, and to my soul. I’m saying that I’m called to a higher purpose and meaning. I am called to love.
Looking for God’s Goodness in contemplation and prayer.
Barbara Holmes begins her book Joy Unspeakable with this evocative poem, tracing the thread of creative expression from the birth of the universe through the Christian Desert Mothers and Fathers (who were dark-skinned, though they’re often portrayed as white), through slavery and the continued oppression of people of color. I invite you to read the poem aloud, perhaps a couple times, searching for and finding your own unspeakable joy.
Joy Unspeakable is not silent, it moans, hums, and bends to the rhythm of a dancing universe. It is a fractal of transcendent hope, a hologram of God’s heart, a black hole of unknowing.
For our free African ancestors, joy unspeakable is drum talk that invites the spirits to dance with us, and tell tall tales by the fire.
For the desert Mothers and Fathers, joy unspeakable is respite from the maddening crowds, And freedom from “church” as usual.
For enslaved Africans during the Middle Passage, joy unspeakable is the surprise of living one more day, and the freeing embrace of death chosen and imposed.
For Africans in bondage in the Americas, joy unspeakable is that moment of mystical encounter when God tiptoes into the hush arbor, testifies about Divine suffering, and whispers in our ears, “Don’t forget, I taught you how to fly on a wing and a prayer, when you’re ready let’s go!”
Joy Unspeakable is humming “how I got over” after swimming safely to the other shore of a swollen Ohio river when you know that you can’t swim. It is the blessed assurance that Canada is far, but not that far.
For Africana members of the “invisible institution,” the emerging black church, joy unspeakable is practicing freedom while chains still chafe, singing deliverance while Jim Crow stalks, trusting God’s healing and home remedies, prayers, kerosene, and cow patty tea.
For the tap dancing, boogie woogie, rap/rock/blues griots who also hear God, joy unspeakable is that space/time/joy continuum thing that dares us to play and pray in the interstices of life, it is the belief that the phrase “the art of living” means exactly what it says.
Joy: Weekly Reflection Summary
Sunday – Dead or Alive. Have you ever thought about if you are living dead or alive?
Monday – All I Need. How often do I look at the changing world around me, allowing it to create dis-ease in my mind or stir up fear in my heart?
Tuesday – Awesomeness. How awesome God is it that Your reign and glory trump everything here in this crazy chaotic world.
Wednesday – Safe and secure. “My soul shall be filled as with a banquet; with joyful lips, my mouth shall praise you. For you have been my strength, in the shadow of your wings I rejoice. My soul clings fast to you; your right hand upholds me”. Psalm 63 Antiphonal
Thursday – Solid Foundation. How do I live in the solid foundation of joy?
Friday – Presence. And a voice came from heaven said, “This is my dearly loved Son, who brings me great joy.” Matthew 3:17
How many times do I make choices and assumptions based on my own design and flawed, limited perspective? I think I’m the one who needs to be doing something, not fully realizing that its not part of Your plan. As I grown in relationship with You, I hear and follow your promptings. You allow me to do things of Your will for the benefit of Your plan and to participate in Your grace. Oh, the joy my heart feels when I feel your presence and goodness in the divine flow.
How do I live in the solid foundation of joy? We’re promised that joy is one of the fruits of the Spirit, which means it’s a gift given to us—something supernaturally infused into our being. With that being said, I think that for many of us it resides deep down in the soul, not making the light of day. St. Teresa of Calcutta said that “joy is a net of love by which you can catch souls.” So how do we grow in the virtue of joy? Lisa Brenninkmeyer states she has discovered three things that help her in this regard: