Dawn: Chokmah
The Wisdom of Patience
The Blessing of Comfort

Matthew 5:4



Chokmah: Wisdom, Vision
Blessed are they that mourn; for they shall be comforted.

Only God is good. Undifferentiated Spirit is beyond expression, and we are enveloped within its fullness. All things named in any world are configurations of one Spirit, the Breath that fills all within all, spontaneously. Our bodies are vessels for the immortal lives we share, and those lives are hidden in God because we are suffused with the Spirit of Elohim, which defies limitation.

Those things that appear in the mortal sphere of the temporal realm are not dense objects that occupy empty space; for all things in all realms are emanations of Spirit, the cosmic Breath. To this the gospels agree, reporting that Elohim is able to raise sons of Abraham, even from dense rocks scattered haphazardly upon the ground. All things have spiritual reality and significance, the essence and import of which are spiritually discerned.

I am degenerate. I fall short everyday. Understanding something of the gravity of my faults, I sometimes invite annihilation by intentionally indulging myself in error because of frustration or consternation at some less-grievous failing. At those times of self-flagellation I drape myself with violation, so that when I have endured the passing crisis, I am faithlessly reassured of my concert with the Presence that hides within me.

A craven fool, I crucify messiah within my soul, even as my soul is crucified  in the manner his anointed servant was crucified. I insist that we walk together on the path to perfection, or I that I should  be left to walk alone. I throw down my existence as a gauntlet, to my shame. Mercy endures my effrontery; for it is understood that I no longer seek my righteousness, but the righteousness of God. HaShem has put the difference between me and my hidden self.

If we imagine ourselves to be too good to do this or that, what good are we? No man is asked to give more than he can bear. We are to lift up messiah by washing each other's fee--by relieving each other of the filth to which our walks within the world subject us. The way of escape is the path forward that brings resolution, edification, promising progress upon the path to perfection. Cleansing each other's feet adds clarity to our situations. Those things that are mutually acknowledged during the outward ritual of washing feet introduce comfort within our souls.

Yahushua is the door within every heart. He opens, and no man closes; he shuts, and no man opens. As we approach each other as friends, Messiah is the interface and the buffer between us. We are to take care how we hear and to guard what we do; for that which passes between two is performed in three. If we lift up messiah in our exchanges, we are peacemaker's because we are also lifting up messiah in those with whom we interact. Who is Paul, or Darius, or Peter? They, as we, are hidden in messiah; for the lives of all are hidden in myhla hwhy, in whom we are One.

There is no aspect of anything within Creation that has existence apart from HaShem. Neither is there anything that is equal to HaShem. God is God, and there is no other; for that which now appears shall be as though it never had been when that which is perfect is come.
Meekness
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