THIS SACRAMENT

What is sacred most in your heart? That is the sacrament, which truly God sees regardless of what we love to put on display at church on Sundays.

It doesn’t mean that we will always confess our most precious elements even to ourselves. The real eyes of our soul, which to me extend through our arms instead of our lips, become the reflection of that inner most sacrament.

Within the realms of spirituality where one travels as a Christian God knows what sacraments that we will truly become consumed to desire if he ignites the right torch. We can evolve with the help of the Holy Spirit into new forms of sacrament. They can sometimes confuse if it is an unfamiliar domain of thought in one’s live.

On the surface life may appear to remain the same. We are still creatures of flesh. That means we have to eat, work and basically do all the other chores of the body. It is from this mix of need and worldly desires that are born and coveted the sacraments we invent as our passions.

But as followers of Christ we will often have God ingrain us with His sacraments. They may not be the same for each person and because they are spiritually related it doesn’t mean they will necessarily make sense on a practical level.

Unto that process we can unknowingly be servants of his spiritual wind. Our lives can transcend the simply common madness and replace with a deeper more intense affection. One that will consume and guide us as serves God’s purpose. Providing we don’t resist what initially will be at times confusing to our brains.

By this means some have drifted apart from what is consider normal and appropriate. They have surrender to this new sacrament without being to explain it or its allure. It simply is what one knows you have to do.

In a world where the flesh is the sacrament of appraisal and mammon the trophy of desire, something that only has the substance of the wind may elude practical logic. But what some don’t appreciate is how the wind is the bridge of essence, which truly links to eternity. It will have substance long after the things of this world we think are important have ceased to exist.

To the carnal mind, none of that will be understood. Life for them is an investment. Until one’s dying breath consumption and accumulation are the addictions of the heart and its greatest sacraments.

The gap between light and shadows, between the eternal and the now will always be lacking in adequate definition for the ears of those who can’t hear heaven’s song. They will think in their excess they are the true victors of life. However it is only when they come to eternity’s junction will they ever truly fathom how what was consumed by this worlds’ wind was only a exhale of dying sacrament and not the gold of Heaven.