Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.
Only when you've run out of wine, the wine life gave you, the dark red wine that flowed through your veins, only when the merest drop of plain water would be enough, only when you have nothing to offer, nothing to save you, does the unseen mystery occur. When you've tasted the wine of death, had your last meal day after day, each breath, each moment becomes an improbable gift, a miracle. When the wedding feast is silenced and you ponder being without, when you've drunk the cup of grief, then every one is dear. When you quit your purification for what gives life, then something new flows beyond measure or belief. When you've given away your blood red wine, the Guest will see to it that you are given the best. Then even the later music, more dark than before, the more difficult music, the treacherous passages, the slow dance into the night, even the sorrowful songs, the tragic laments, are beautiful. Among the crushed grapes, the losses, the fermented sugars, none of the flavors can be separated out of the dark wed wine of joy.
Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net
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