10-09-2018, 12:22 AM
My parable, explained.
I intentionally wrote my little parable to be cryptic and open to interpretation through the heart mystical. I shall quite possibly add a line as a guide.
The Blue Ridge Mountains are teeming with life because of rain and water symbolizes blessing. One of our blessings is prayer. The living mountains are like our conscious awareness. After we consciously pray, like water they flow beneath our awareness and into our hearts where our communion with God is active, continuous and requires no effort because it a work of the Spirit. This is ceaseless prayer. My mountains have many springs. During our quiet times, as we praise our Lord his blessings spring forth as streams of living water and we just can't help ourselves we must freely share our joy with others. At least this is how it works in me.
It is such a privilege and an honor to be entrusted with the gift of giving God's blessings to the people I meet.
I intentionally wrote my little parable to be cryptic and open to interpretation through the heart mystical. I shall quite possibly add a line as a guide.
The Blue Ridge Mountains are teeming with life because of rain and water symbolizes blessing. One of our blessings is prayer. The living mountains are like our conscious awareness. After we consciously pray, like water they flow beneath our awareness and into our hearts where our communion with God is active, continuous and requires no effort because it a work of the Spirit. This is ceaseless prayer. My mountains have many springs. During our quiet times, as we praise our Lord his blessings spring forth as streams of living water and we just can't help ourselves we must freely share our joy with others. At least this is how it works in me.
It is such a privilege and an honor to be entrusted with the gift of giving God's blessings to the people I meet.