Monday, August 29, 2011

Come with me into the desert.


"Love one another. Just as I have loved you. This is not only to give up the blanket, but life itself. The perfect act of love consists in being ready to do what Jesus did: he died for Kada, for me, for everybody. Seen in this way, heaven is the place where everyone must be so mature in love as to offer his life for all others. It is love which is universal , and lies at the heart of things; where every vestage of hate, resentment, and selfishness has been destroyed by this love and cast into its fire. "

These are the reflections of Carlos Carretto in Letters From the Desert as he thinks about his choice not to give an extra blanket to a stranger on a cold desert night. As Carretto asked himself, I ask myself tonight:

"What's the use of giving up everything and coming here to the desert and the heat, if only to resist love? "

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