Good morning ~
I’ve been reading The Mystical City of God and it is enthralling. It’s the life of Mary as revealed in visions to Mary of Agreda. It’s hard to put into words, but it has tapped into something deep in my soul, so the best I can do is to copy straight out of my prayer journal from the day I read about Satan’s fall.
“My heart is massively moved by an extra iota of understanding of what it means to love God.
“The angels love God so completely, and want to help Him without question or understanding as to the “big picture.” They praise him, take initiative to ensure His will is carried out.
“Like a child begging to be mom’s helper when she cooks – to contribute to her efforts to show love for her family. To be part of something bigger because of the great love and admiration for who she inherently is.
“My mind goes to the time I was helping my dad build the loft in the barn. In his infinite patience, he taught me and watched as I swung a hammer and twisted nails. I put maybe 1% of the nails in, but enjoyed the work because it allowed me to show him my love and be a part of something he built.”
Granted, the book can be very heavy. I made the initial mistake of trying to read it all at once when there is so much to consume in each chapter that I could write all day about single paragraphs.
If you have a quiet half-hour every night or a few times a week, I recommend it. I’m only 100 pages in and there’s a long way to go, but thought prickle up through my day stemming from this book.
Love to all,