I read a little of Brother Lawrence. In his Fourth Letter He says this:

"...we are to be pitied who content ourselves with so little. God, saith he, has infinite treasure to bestow, and we take up with a little sensible devotion which passes in a moment. Blind as we are, we hinder God, and stop the current of His graces. But when He finds a soul penetrated with a lively faith, He pours into it His graces and favours plentifully; there they flow like a torrent, which, after being forcibly stopped against its ordinary course, when it has found a passage, spreads itself with impetuosity and abundance."

infinite, transcendent love. "infinite treasure," "bestowed," not found. Today I said to myself, I've gotta stay in the way of God, make myself a target to receive. Its the only way I'm gonna get it.

current. torrent. impetuosity. abundance. infinite.

posted by Chaddo 8/09/2001 01:26:00 PM