. . . you implore
me to so fall
in Love, and fall anew in
ever-new depths of skywashed Love till every
capillary of your universe
throbs with rivering fire . . .
– from “The Word” by Margaret Avison
Jesus has been spring-cleaning my heart, soul and mind. Resurrection energy has him showing up everywhere. At all hours of the day and night, I see his van parked outside. Within minutes he and his heavenly team are pulling back curtains, opening up windows, and refreshing my house with his love.
He was at our weekly contemplative group too. As we reflected on Avison’s poem, he implored us to “fall in Love, and fall anew.”
Compelled by these images, we entered a time of silent prayer. I wanted to receive God’s skywashed love, but a tempest of remorse distracted me. I couldn’t get my mind off my friend “Mary.” Earlier that week, I had unintentionally done something that upset her. I caused that, I kept thinking.
“No you didn’t,” Jesus interjected. “I did.”
He gave me time to let that sink in, then added, “I am doing a reno in your souls to make more room for my love. Don’t worry. She’ll be fine.”
And just like that, the grey clouds of shame were swept aside and I was enveloped in endless blue peace.
Spring is here and Jesus is cleaning out cupboards and drawers and lining them with loving kindness. That means those old blaming thoughts and false beliefs must go. He bags them up, clanking and banging, and takes them to the curb.
This morning as I was praying, I heard him call out, “I found another one!” Holding it up as if it were a fish skeleton, he smiled and flung it in the trash.
“I love you. I love you. I love you,” he sang.
An Everyday Pilgrim 