life.
However
much
God
shows
himself
in
this
life
it
is
nothing
to
what
he
really
is.
Truth
lies
in
the
ground,
but
veiled
and
concealed
from
the
intellect.
And
meanwhile
the
mind
has
no
support
to
rest
on
as
on
something
permanent.
It
gets
no
rest
at
all,
but
goes
on
expecting
and
preparing
for
something
still
to
come
but
so
far
hidden.
There
is
no
knowing
what
God
is.
Something
we
do
know,
namely,
what
God
is
not.
This
the
dis-
cerning
soul
rejects.
Intellect,
meantime,
finding
no
satisfaction
in
any
mortal
thing,
is
waiting,
as
matter
awaits
form.
As
matter
is
insatiable
for
form,
so
is
intellect
unsatisfied
except
with
the
essential,
all-embracing
truth.
Only
the
truth
will
do,
and
this
God
keeps
withdrawing
from
it
step
by
step,
purposing
to
arouse
its
zeal
and
lure
it
on
to
seek
and
grasp
the
actual
causeless
good
:
that,
not
content
with
any
mortal
thing,
she
may
clamour
more
and
more
for
the
highest
good
of
all.
But
thou
wilt
say
;
‘
Alas,
Sir,
you
laid
so
much
stress
on
our
quieting
our
faculties
and
now
this
calm
resolves
itself
into
yearn-
ing
and
lamenting
:
to
a
muckle
moan
and
clamour
for
something
not
possessed,
which
puts
an
end
to
peace
and
quiet.
This
may
be
desire
or
purpose
or
praise
or
thanksgiving
or
any
of
their
brood,
but
it
is
not
perfect
peace
and
absolute
stillness.’
I
answer
that,
when
thou
hast
emptied
thyself
entirely
of
thine
own
self
and
all
things
and
of
every
sort
of
selfishness
and
hast
transferred,
united
and
abandoned
thyself
to
God
in
perfect
faith
and
complete
amity,
then
everything
that
is
born
in
thee
or
that
enters
into
thee,
external
or
internal,
joyful
or
sorrowful,
sour
or
sweet,
is
no
longer
thine
own
at
all,
but
is
altogether
thy
God’s
to
whom
thou
hast
abandoned
thyself.
Tell
me,
whose
is
the
spoken
word
?
His
who
speaks
it
or
his
who
hears
it
?
Though
it
fall
to
the
hearer
it
really
belongs
to
the
speaker,
to
him
who
gives
it
birth.
The
sun,
for
example,
throws
out
light
into
the
air
and
the
air
receives
the
light
and
transmits
it
to
the
earth.
Now,
although
the
light
seems
in
the
air,
it
is
really
in
the
sun
:
the
light
is
actually
from
the
sun,
originating
in
the
sun,
not
in
the
air
:
the
air
entertains
it
and
passes
it
on
to
anything
that
can
be
lighted
up.
And
so
with
the
soul.
God
begets
in
the
soul
his
ehild,
his
Word,
and
the
soul
conceiving
it
passes
it
on
to
her
powers
in
varied
guise,
now
as
desire,
now
as
good
intent,
now
as
eharit}^
now
as
gratitude,
or
as
it
may
take
thee
:
It
is
his,
not
thine
at
all.
What
is
thus
wrought
by
God
take
thou
as
his
and
not
thine
own,
as
it
is
written,
‘
The
Holy
Ghost
asketh
in
us
with
unutterable
yearnings.’
He
prays
in
us,
not
we
ourselves.
St
Paul
says,
‘
No
one
is
able
to
say.
Lord
Jesus
Christ,
except
in
the
Holy
Ghost.*
Above
all,
lay
no
claim
to
anything.
Let
go
thyself
and
let
