What is the thirst?
After wholeness, fragmentation comes, the falling apart of well made plans for ones life. Rigid systems of self improvement, shattered in a moment, when past routes are retaken and once again there are only ruins to be seen, or felt, even if it is only experienced by the one who failed. It is then we are called anew, to step forward in faith, to pray to that reality that is beyond our comprehension, personal and loving. The harder it is to believe, the deeper the trust needed to move forward and take once again that first step. To pray, or to trust, no matter how weak, is a response to the quiet whisper of grace’s invitation to deeper union and love. We are called to die to ways of life that keep us chained to the past, to failure, and to enter into the embrace of that which pursues us, made known by the wounds in our heart, that is thirsting for living waters aplenty. Finite beings, with an infinite capacity to grow in love, yet never reaching its limit, can seem a curse, but in reality is our greatest gift. Our music, literature and cinema place this before us, if we have the eyes to see for our contemplation.