The Way of Fire

Only the heart risen from the ashes hears the Word.

Summoning all your strength, heed the Word in the world today.
Heed the fires of change, which rage and burn the old, which rid the world of a host of impurities. Fear not the damage done, nor the magnitude of them, for they purge the world and bring it forth anew. Remember: the phoenix and the ashes of regeneration, the ashes of resurrection, the ashes of sin and death are transformed by the Cross. Let the fire burn a swath into your very soul–burn a path direct to your heart–so that your heart is hence made clean and is made anew.

Only the heart risen from the ashes hears the Word. The Word is forged in resurrection light and shall be heard by those who have burned out impurities, who have burned up the unwholesome life and have started anew in Christ.

Tarry not with Death’s forces; they vanquished be in He Who comes in Light and Life. Reflect deeply upon the Way, so that the Way bears you towards the Truth and the Truth in turn bears you towards the Life–they are interlocked in faith, the one leads to the other in holy succession, not logic of mind. Follow the succession and you shall be free.

The burning of the Holy Fire, the Holy Spirit, makes clear the Path and the Way–the way of tears and trials aplenty–the clearing of the Way is indeed painful, painful as the Christ’s walk towards Jerusalem. The Way of Fire is paved with glory and grace, and those who tread it are sustained by Spirit on all sides. Once the fire has made passage possible by reducing illusions to ash, the Truth and the Life may begin to be perceived: thus the pilgrim sets foot upon the Way and is assured to achieve the glory of Life in Him.

Go forth, little ones, and pry open your mouths to show forth praise. You need be salty, briny, and pure through tears aplenty, through soulic trial and temptation, through curses and prizes, fears and foes, fumbling and tumbling, building and tearing down, despairing and hoping, choking and laughing and sobbing…Til all clears and all is peace and all is centered in Him and by Him and through Him. Then will you rest your weary, spent soul–your head in His arms, your collapsed body upon His breast, the vision stilled and the gaze steadied by His look.

March on, little ones, march on apace and don’t look back to where you started from, or you shall lose courage. Don’t look back but face ever forward, ever plying through this life to reach the Life and the Light, which lies there at the center of your peregrinations. At your center He awaits, and He waits with infinite patience, love and wisdom. So be patient with yourself also!