Stumbling into nothing but paradoxes entwined in incessant ruminations cycling ceaselessly through my mind.
Whom shall I love? “Whichever one needs it most in the moment.” For she or he is the Christface set before me.
How are we to mysteriously surrender to the creative abundance of darkness?
[2.5 minute read] For a concise expansion of the specific original meaning [see more in the resource index] “…night of the senses” …consolations are no longer felt, there is a notable longing for God, and an increase of love, humility, patience… Fr. Brian Kolodiejchuk, M.C., in “Mother Teresa: Come be my light”: Interior darkness isContinue reading “Dark Night of the Soul (2) – Brian Kolodiejchuk”