The More We Love, The More We Are
Crucified
Writing and Poem By: Eric Gajewski
From the work, "Fortress of the Soul"
Yes, this is the great mystery we
live by. On the surface level it would
seem to be, that, the more we love God, the “easier” life will get. Fundamentally speaking this is true because
the more we are detached from self love the less we care about our own
will. Thus the more I rest in His Sacred
Heart which houses the Divine Will the more free I am. Thus, life becomes easier on that level(if
you will). However, this does not seem to be the case for the beginner of the
interior way. It seems at first that the
more I would approach Jesus the “harsher” life would get. Why does it seem harsh? Because the self is still active and
alive. This is only naturally let me
provide you with an example.
Closer to the Son. Suppose I say unto you that today you and I
will journey to the sun itself. As we
approach the sun it is only logical to see how we will suffer more form the
intense light and heat. It is the same
with God Who is an Unapproachable Light and All Consuming Fire. He is brighter than 10,000 suns put together
and thus in order for us to move clear we must heroically detach from all
things. We must have truly no will at
all. We must be willingly to appear as
fools (as the early apostles) before the world.
Nay, it is true, I only suffered because of some want on my end. When two wills are united, you are perfectly
at rest and are perfectly happy no matter what you are going through. There were only a FEW brave at the foot of
the Cross to demonstrate just how many Saints there are in the world in
relation to those who flee from the Cross.
The more we love, the more we approach the Crucified Christ the more
ourselves will become crucified.
What or whom do you love. If you
have not already start to journal today.
Start writing and after a few weeks you will begin to see a
pattern. What do you love self or God? Is it God has not done this or that? Or is it full of thanksgiving for no matter
what has transpired. The things we love
tell us who we are. And if we love
things more than Christ than are we truly ready to be WHOLLY crucified in so
that Jesus can fully operate in us? I am
only truly alive when He is alive in me.
During this Lent may we all continue to examine and grow based upon our
own faults and weaknesses. In silence
and solitude will this be accomplished.
Suffering, a good sign? Yes.
If we are in a state of grace the process of purification is harsh to
the soul still filled with the bitter gall of self-love. That which I have collected erroneously must
be laid to the side. Nature must be
crushed and only the Cross can accomplish the ultimate victory over self. Those who are closest to Jesus suffer the
most. God trusts these souls more than
you. You should not have pity on these
souls who so courageously are willing to embrace any and all sufferings for Our
Lord. Rather, you ought reflect upon
your own failure to completely denial the self in so that you could arrive on
that bed of suffering. Do not have pity
on them but rather examine yourself to see just how far away your heart is from
God.
There are some who want to see who don’t
believe. Do not be like those around
Jesus who approach the Cross in curiosity.
They approach not because they believe but because they are curious as
to see why someone would go through all of the suffering. Our Religion is not a spectator sport. Faith and works must be present. Only the heroic few will ever arrive at the
spiritual marriage in this life. They
constantly choose Faith over fear at every turn. They have shunned the world from their
sight. They do vast penances which are
beyond our grasp. They suffer and they
are happy, the suffer more and do not even realize it because THEY ARE IN
LOVE.
Love grows. I recently watch some silly movie
wherein these two people began to like each other. At first they did not but the more they were
around each other they began to see a beauty in each other. The backdrop to this story was that the
Apocalypse was occurring. It was the End
of the World. As the movie progressed
they realized that it just didn’t matter what they were going through only that
they ought remain in each other’s presence.
They didn’t even realize what was going on in the outside world. This is how we ought be with Jesus and then
some. The Cross remakes and renews yet
some of you are so content with how you are now that you cannot possibly
conceive suffering anything at all.
Happiness is not doing our will but rather executing His Will. In nature the more we pursue the more we
become weighed down. However, through
grace, we must labor on in this inward journey in the Fortress of the Soul to
find Him. He is our prize alone. Sadly, people these days, are not content
with this idea. As a society we haven’t progressed
at all. We have become a utopian society
of self who hides behind trying to help others when in fact the leaders of this
new world order are only self serving and trying to control and manipulate the
masses. Have no fear, the closer your
heart gets with God’s the more you will suffer!
Press play and listen as you read the poem...
"Draw Me In O' Love"
O’ press heavy upon me,
This Cross…
This Tree made of setim wood which
frees,
For the closer my steps came unto
Thee,
The harsher life seemingly got to be
But as I walked closer thy Face
became clearer
And all things faded away
For it is You Who makes all things
New,
It is You Who art my everlasting Day
No matter what night nor storm
Just as long as our eyes stay locked
For that which first seemingly didst
crush
Was only sent in Love and You watched
as I grew
Heavenly, was the Cross
As I heard all the Saints singing in
harmony
Draw me in O’ Love
An eagle soars with the wings of
Faith and Hope
Who wouldst keep his eyes open in
charity
You are not so harsh my friend
It is not as I once thought
For the Cross opens the inner eyes
of a man so that he can see
And in thy Sacred Heart
I rest perfectly without care or
worry
It is here I sit uponst thy scale
Which balance my heart in Justice
and Mercy
For what you break down
Will be rebuilt
For in thy sight, thy Cross is
beautiful