Thine Eye Is My Trust Suffer Not The Dust

Thine eye is My trust, suffer not the dust of vain desires to becloud its

luster. Thine ear is a sign of My bounty, let not the tumult of unseemly

motives turn it away from My Word that encompasseth all creation. Thine

heart is My treasury, allow not the treacherous hand of self to rob thee

of the pearls which I have treasured therein. Thine hand is a symbol of My

loving-kindness, hinder it not from holding fast unto My guarded and

hidden Tablets.... Unasked, I have showered upon thee My grace.

Unpetitioned, I have fulfilled thy wish. In spite of thy undeserving, I

have singled thee out for My richest, My incalculable favors.... O My

servants! Be as resigned and submissive as the earth, that from the soil

of your being there may blossom the fragrant, the holy and multicolored

hyacinths of My knowledge. Be ablaze as the fire, that ye may burn away

the veils of heedlessness and set aglow, through the quickening energies

of the love of God, the chilled and wayward heart. Be light and

untrammeled as the breeze, that ye may obtain admittance into the

precincts of My court, My inviolable Sanctuary.

They That Have Forsaken Their Country For This Is Not The Day Whereon The High Priests Can Command facebooktwittergoogle_plusredditpinterestlinkedinmail