Worlds passing by

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Hi, I’ve been here long enough … ten years … to have seen folks come, grow seemingly close, and sometimes, suddenly disappear, leaving no way to resume contact. We are left to wonder, even years later, as to whether they are alive, healthy, happy. Are their struggles resolved, that reason that brought them here to seek support, prayer or clarification. Their names remain, of friendships that suddenly evaporated. Of people momentarily appearing and tearing your heart with their stories and predicaments.There is a long list of names and images of their lives, and even protestations of affection form those who communicated often yet now remain silent in an ever-stretching past.
And sometimes persons return, and i/we will remember something of their stories.
We easily pass from mind when out of sight, because internet, and passing friendships, seldom assume a profound depth…

I once wrote, and it remains true for many of us in CAF

Worlds passing by

You pass me by. I catch your eye for an instant.
If introduced, we exchange light courtesies?
Perhaps our communication shall never grow deeper
and we may on earth never feel close?
Perhaps not meet again?

For we are strangers. Or that vague thing, acquaintances,
or friends who never guess how little each really knows the other.
Or for a brief while we have in deep fraternity recognised each other
until, perhaps, darkness closes over the moment
and we are again strangers!

In me, you see, perhaps–another of many persons—
ordinary, irrelevant or for the moment, useful or demanding?
I, observing you may feel the same?
Yet I know you for a world,
a universe within!

To God, you are precious, unique, and beloved!
beheld through Jesus crucified and risen…you, like me, God’s child!
How profoundly we should care!
Yet we are often afraid and untrusting
even with our own best loved.

I feel for you a gentleness that you cannot suspect–
though through circumstance or mutual limitation,
there may exist no effective human link between us.
I turn to God confused, and plead to love and serve you

“Behold this person, Lord, created in image of Your Son
and intended for harmonious union with me in You–
as with numerous other souls, worlds–mysterious, complex, rich.
Beautiful. Yet wounded in the reality and knowledge of his frailty.

In him–all beauty, all gift and good–
concealed within, without revealed–is You.
Receive then as Yours that gift-of-Your-life-and-love in this person
offered to You as my prayer for him in faith.

Accept him at my hands through the Person of Christ
in Whom You are Father and all humankind is brother, sister.
Draw this person nearer for Your love for him in me,
in this, the moment of my caring!”

Still strangers, we are thus in secret united, through Your love and prayer our God.
You know, and Your knowledge of our kinship embraces me
As Your compassion and grace flows into the being for whom I pray.

“For this renewing surge of healing and creation
in the soul of my sister or my brother,
I thank You, Lord our God and Father!” May 1981
 
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I love that you see each person as real and unique,you have a gift of passing that on too Trishie with your beautiful words …a little wake up call for me x.
:pray:t4: for all those who have ever been on this site,
and those to come.
 
Thank you for that Trishie, You made me feel welcome and special and I am sure so many others are feeling the same God bless you and keep you close.
 
Thank you, Trishie. I absolutely enjoy your beautiful angelic words. You are an inspiration to me and all. May God abundantly bless you and shower you with grace, in this world and the next.
 
Don’t worry Trishie, I won’t leave. Unless of course the Internet disappears… 😐 But maybe CAF can exist on HAM Radio then…
 
I was thinking another thing I wrote was kind-of in the same spirit, sort of…

__Thank you for your kind words, but we all do what we can with whatever insights or whatever God gives us… it’s not a self-credit thing. We can’t help what is natural for us to do. _I wrote things when I felt compelled to, for a number of years, and sometimes I post one of the meditations or prayers I wrote in case it could put into words for others what they wanted to say.
A priest once told me that I put into words what he always thought but couldn’t say. I sometimes want to run and hide after I post them, but maybe sometimes they do speak for others, or at least, someone.

Understanding

My dear, I love you,
but the reasons matter not.
One cannot argue with the fact of love
which is entirely of the stuff of God.

Yet, my dear, we sometimes seem estranged!
my thought and heart have failed to closely match your own
and we leave each other alien for a while–
even wounded for life–
though both are imaged in love of the same eternal God!

The wonder perhaps is that we meet at all
for each created being is possessed of logic,
of identity unique within itself
which only appears reflected in others’ lives and thoughts
for none can know or judge but by a private consciousness.

Each soul remains hidden within divine Love’s mysteries
manifest in wondrous individual expression.
It is a whole world, formed and blessed,
and burdened with heavy crosses, perhaps?
a world in value, goodness and giving apparently slight?
yet perhaps its’ all–the sum of what God grants it
for His own secret delight!

After death many surprises await,
of treasure buried in simple human hearts
concealed perhaps in ugly shapes, foolish deeds and ordinary lives
and in lives that others might choose to brush aside or to crush
as crippled, useless, unbalanced, peculiar, unwanted, unworthy…

He miniaturises His special created delights sometimes–
persons negligible even to themselves.
And it pleases Him that our least ones He shall exalt
before the vast and great and good.

From God alone
comes union and mutual understanding of souls, minds and hearts.
True comprehension waits upon
the fullness of eternal communion, begun in Eucharist.
Until then I only know, like you, the truths as I allow Him
to speak them in my limited, biased self.

I cannot know and love you, dear, nor you myself,
unless God grants this gift.
This does not mean that I do not love you.
Just that I love the best that I can.
Forgive me all the rest. And I, you too.
 
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Good insights. Thank you. LOL, I was going to quote my favorite part, but couldn’t pick several lines without thinking, “Oh I need that other, and that…”
 
These are beautiful reflections. I’ve been here over a decade and feel the same way about people coming and going.

Please God, we will meet one another in heaven, where there will be no further separations or disagreements. 🙂
 
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As always, Trishie, your words are eloquent and beautiful. God has given you a gift and you are using it for his Glory!
 
This whole thread made me kinda sad :confused:
But I think that’s just the nature of the internet.
I’ve been active and well known on a few forums in my time, then moved on. For instance, I spent a couple years on a busy infertility forum then dropped out when I gave up trying to conceive.
Then for curiosity sake I went back a couple years later and the whole forum had just sort of dried to a trickle.
 
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