YOU AND i by Gabrielle Bossis.
The experience of reading her spiritual journal is something for pausing and reverse in the feelings and thoughts.
The STOPS of music is one thing, the punctuation of poem can be another.
Below, the previous quotation spaces out the lines, ADORATION.
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| STOPS of Harmonium a graduated set of organ pipes of like tone quality |
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June 25, 1942 - Le Fresne church. Visit.
"If you could only see My splendour in the tabernacle ...
My power and My tenderness and the guard of honour formed by My hosts of angels burning with zeal.
What reverence, what a sense of nothingness you would feel! ( ... )
You would see the utter unimportance of everything that is not love.
You would realize too, that nothing could possibly give you more joy than to give Me joy.
And you could no longer cease to gaze on Me and on Me alone.
For I am all attractiveness. I am Charm and the Charmer.
I am Heaven itself.
Heaven is inside the tabernacle.
Adore with all the heavenly hosts.
Love with them. Sing. Praise.
Never can you overdo it, since all you have is what I have given you and all My merits are yours for the taking.
Do you know about My merits?
Only the Father knows them all.
Only the Father knows them all.
And do you realize that if it were necessary I would begin all over again?
Find a new way of praising Me every day.
Keep on exploring My hidden treasures.
You can never come to the end of them.
Discover, discover, until fires undreamed of are kindled within you, and you will say, 'It was you, Lord.
How blind I was! The best of me is always You.'
And while you are talking to Me, I'll continue to heap blessings upon you, for My heart is filled with them, and to give eases it of its burden.
It takes a mere nothing from you to make it overflow.
If you only knew! My poor little ones, wake up to your power over Me.
Get to know Me a little better.
Stammer out your words of love. I'll complete them.
You've seen the great sun dancing in tiny mirrors?
Who can bear its dazzling brilliance?
But what is a mirror without the sun?"
