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I am a completive, which Christian spiritual disposition is traditionally compared to Mary, verses Martha, who represents active Christian living:
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Luke 10:38-42
38 As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. 39 She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what he said. 40 But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!”
41 “Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, 42 but few things are needed—or indeed only one. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”
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Contemplatives are those who are more disposed to "meditate" or be "fixated" on Christ, as the Angels in heaven who behold the face of God and exclaim in praise and worship unstopping. Always, I suspect, this is only come to by a special or singular grace from God Himself--that of divine love, where God makes an undeserving sinner capable of direct love of Him by giving the sinner said love. Here is a spiritual poem of mine which chronicles this grace in my life:
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The love of God is like a churning cloud of light,
Where with every turning,
There is a new bliss.
How is it that I know you God?
When I verged onto adulthood, I asked this question quite frankly,
And I had to conclude that I did not know you at all, only that I had a tendency to pray to you,
And in this habit, I must trust you exist.
But at that time, I had not tasted your love.
The love of God ever changes,
Each development bringing,
Fresh joys.
Then came that peculiar time in my life when I began to feel strange and wonderful feelings.
When the evening hours came, I would ascend and descend into strange inner depths.
And at bedtime I would feel your love,
Such that I was once moved to confess that I know you, God, not by knowing, but by your loving.
The love of God perpetually evolves,
Each manifestation revealing,
New savors.
I love you God I hate you God I love you God I hate you God,
This onion heart of mine,
Layered so!
When I am cut by suffering,
Are you brought to tear?
The love of God forever revolves,
Each revolution delivering,
New happiness.
I have risen and I have fallen many times, O God.
Here am I rising again,
So, hear me, God.
Be attentive to my words,
My voice,
My song,
For I sing my love to you.
The love of God is like a churning cloud of light,
Where with every turning,
There is a new bliss--
Which is why the angels can cry "Holy, Holy, Holy,"
For all eternity,
Without ever diminishing...
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Here also is an audiobook written by a Christian Mystic of the Middle Ages about this dichotomy between Mary and Martha: https://ia800304.us.archive.org/2/i...db_librivox/cloudofunknowing_18_anonymous.mp3
I am a completive, which Christian spiritual disposition is traditionally compared to Mary, verses Martha, who represents active Christian living:
...
Luke 10:38-42
38 As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. 39 She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what he said. 40 But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!”
41 “Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, 42 but few things are needed—or indeed only one. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”
...
Contemplatives are those who are more disposed to "meditate" or be "fixated" on Christ, as the Angels in heaven who behold the face of God and exclaim in praise and worship unstopping. Always, I suspect, this is only come to by a special or singular grace from God Himself--that of divine love, where God makes an undeserving sinner capable of direct love of Him by giving the sinner said love. Here is a spiritual poem of mine which chronicles this grace in my life:
...
The love of God is like a churning cloud of light,
Where with every turning,
There is a new bliss.
How is it that I know you God?
When I verged onto adulthood, I asked this question quite frankly,
And I had to conclude that I did not know you at all, only that I had a tendency to pray to you,
And in this habit, I must trust you exist.
But at that time, I had not tasted your love.
The love of God ever changes,
Each development bringing,
Fresh joys.
Then came that peculiar time in my life when I began to feel strange and wonderful feelings.
When the evening hours came, I would ascend and descend into strange inner depths.
And at bedtime I would feel your love,
Such that I was once moved to confess that I know you, God, not by knowing, but by your loving.
The love of God perpetually evolves,
Each manifestation revealing,
New savors.
I love you God I hate you God I love you God I hate you God,
This onion heart of mine,
Layered so!
When I am cut by suffering,
Are you brought to tear?
The love of God forever revolves,
Each revolution delivering,
New happiness.
I have risen and I have fallen many times, O God.
Here am I rising again,
So, hear me, God.
Be attentive to my words,
My voice,
My song,
For I sing my love to you.
The love of God is like a churning cloud of light,
Where with every turning,
There is a new bliss--
Which is why the angels can cry "Holy, Holy, Holy,"
For all eternity,
Without ever diminishing...
...
Here also is an audiobook written by a Christian Mystic of the Middle Ages about this dichotomy between Mary and Martha: https://ia800304.us.archive.org/2/i...db_librivox/cloudofunknowing_18_anonymous.mp3
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