Guest guest Posted March 7, 2007 Report Share Posted March 7, 2007 (for those of us going through the dark night of the soul) We are very tired Mother; it is unbearable. We don't want such a life. We are not strong enough to pass Your tests. O Mother, how can we endure it without Your help. We are miserable destitutes. Please, Mother, stop Your tests, Extend Your hand and pull us up! ~ above paraphrased from below: " Through my mind, speech and actions I am Remembering You incessantly. Why then are You delaying to show Your mercy to me, beloved Mother? Years have passed, but still my mind has no peace. O darling Mother, please grant me a little relief... My mind sways like a boat caught in a storm. O Mother, give me a little peace of mind Lest I become a lunatic... I am tired Mother; it is unbearable. I don't want such a life. I can't stand Your tests. O Mother, I can't endure it! I am a miserable destitute. I have none but You Mother. Please stop Your tests, Extend Your hand and pull me up... " ~from " Ammachi ~ A Biography of Mata Amritanandamayi " Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted March 7, 2007 Report Share Posted March 7, 2007 it is also important to remember that the longing that we experience in trying to catch a hold of MOTHERS GRACE IS BLISS....this is DIVINE AGONY and this darkness of the soul is a gift..... > " amarnath " <anatol_zinc >Ammachi >Ammachi > Extend Your hand and pull us up! >Wed, 07 Mar 2007 20:58:36 -0000 > >(for those of us going through the dark night of the soul) > >We are very tired Mother; it is unbearable. >We don't want such a life. >We are not strong enough to pass Your tests. >O Mother, how can we endure it >without Your help. > >We are miserable destitutes. >Please, Mother, stop Your tests, >Extend Your hand and pull us up! > >~ above paraphrased from below: > > " Through my mind, speech and actions I am Remembering You incessantly. >Why then are You delaying to show >Your mercy to me, beloved Mother? > >Years have passed, > but still my mind has no peace. >O darling Mother, > please grant me a little relief... > >My mind sways like a boat caught in a storm. >O Mother, give me a little peace of mind >Lest I become a lunatic... > >I am tired Mother; it is unbearable. >I don't want such a life. >I can't stand Your tests. >O Mother, I can't endure it! > >I am a miserable destitute. >I have none but You Mother. >Please stop Your tests, >Extend Your hand and pull me up... " > >~from > " Ammachi ~ A Biography of Mata Amritanandamayi " > > > _______________ The average US Credit Score is 675. The cost to see yours: $0 by Experian. http://www.freecreditreport.com/pm/default.aspx?sc=660600 & bcd=EMAILFOOTERAVERAGE Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted March 7, 2007 Report Share Posted March 7, 2007 Very Tired, Indeed. May Love be Our Light and Our Strength as we cling to Her Feet. May we know what it is to Be Love, and may all else fall away quietly; without a fight, like the crimson leaves from an ancient oak tree, falling softly through the frosty air in autumn, the season of harvest. Ripe fruit must feel so very heavy, and weary of clinging to the vine. Make us ripe and juicy, Ma, and may Your Harvest be oh so bountiful, leaving none of Your Children behind. Consume Us, Oh Beloved One; forever ending the agony of separation. May all Beings Merge into You, and forever dance in Your Bliss! amarnath <anatol_zinc wrote: (for those of us going through the dark night of the soul) We are very tired Mother; it is unbearable. We don't want such a life. We are not strong enough to pass Your tests. O Mother, how can we endure it without Your help. We are miserable destitutes. Please, Mother, stop Your tests, Extend Your hand and pull us up! ~ above paraphrased from below: " Through my mind, speech and actions I am Remembering You incessantly. Why then are You delaying to show Your mercy to me, beloved Mother? Years have passed, but still my mind has no peace. O darling Mother, please grant me a little relief... My mind sways like a boat caught in a storm. O Mother, give me a little peace of mind Lest I become a lunatic... I am tired Mother; it is unbearable. I don't want such a life. I can't stand Your tests. O Mother, I can't endure it! I am a miserable destitute. I have none but You Mother. Please stop Your tests, Extend Your hand and pull me up... " ~from " Ammachi ~ A Biography of Mata Amritanandamayi " Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted March 7, 2007 Report Share Posted March 7, 2007 if this child could but appreciatte breathing and HER GRACE in the form of that..oh how ungreatful AMMAs sun can be..oh if this child could just appreciatte that he is not starving.oh if this child could but appreciatte that he is even aware that he is on the spiritual path... oh if this child could but appreciatte that he can utter the DIVINE SOUND AMMA,AMMA,AMMA....... oh if this unworthy child could but remember how much he has been given,he would never complain...bliss or not ,this child has everything in having HER ,yet he still in his ingratitude wants more... oh AMMA that AMMAs sun would forget himself and strive to love someone who doesnt know YOU as he has been blessed to.. >sanatani urban <sanatani >Ammachi >Ammachi >Re: Extend Your hand and pull us up! >Wed, 7 Mar 2007 13:59:06 -0800 (PST) > >Very Tired, Indeed. May Love be Our Light and Our Strength as we cling to >Her Feet. May we know what it is to Be Love, and may all else fall away >quietly; without a fight, like the crimson leaves from an ancient oak tree, >falling softly through the frosty air in autumn, the season of harvest. >Ripe fruit must feel so very heavy, and weary of clinging to the vine. Make >us ripe and juicy, Ma, and may Your Harvest be oh so bountiful, leaving >none of Your Children behind. Consume Us, Oh Beloved One; forever ending >the agony of separation. May all Beings Merge into You, and forever dance >in Your Bliss! > >amarnath <anatol_zinc wrote: >(for those of us going through the dark night of the soul) > > We are very tired Mother; it is unbearable. > We don't want such a life. > We are not strong enough to pass Your tests. > O Mother, how can we endure it > without Your help. > > We are miserable destitutes. > Please, Mother, stop Your tests, > Extend Your hand and pull us up! > > ~ above paraphrased from below: > > " Through my mind, speech and actions I am Remembering You incessantly. > Why then are You delaying to show > Your mercy to me, beloved Mother? > > Years have passed, > but still my mind has no peace. > O darling Mother, > please grant me a little relief... > > My mind sways like a boat caught in a storm. > O Mother, give me a little peace of mind > Lest I become a lunatic... > > I am tired Mother; it is unbearable. > I don't want such a life. > I can't stand Your tests. > O Mother, I can't endure it! > > I am a miserable destitute. > I have none but You Mother. > Please stop Your tests, > Extend Your hand and pull me up... " > > ~from > " Ammachi ~ A Biography of Mata Amritanandamayi " > > > > > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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