TradCatKnight: Time is a Gift

A good day ought have its laughs and cries its sorrows and joys.  For the soul moves much like the gentle waves crashing upon the shore.  Upon the crash it levels out and the heads back out to the Sea its Origin.  So too, like the waves, do we crash upon the shores of life and ultimately head back out to Him. There is beauty in the breakdown which seems harsh to us but is gentle unto the observer.  For self to be broken down and utterly consumed in His Fire and Light is no mere natural process. It must have a Divine Hand.  For when it seems like we are moving away we are truly only preparing to move closer unto Him.  His Sacred Heart is an endless ocean and abyss of charity and peace.  We are drops of this Ocean. We are urged on by ego and become bigger waves and the more self is accumulated the bigger the wave thus the harder crash in the end.  We all must be broken.  We all must take time out daily to empty ourselves of ourselves.