Humility
Compassion
A Gift of God


Matthew 5:5
Binah: Understanding
Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the Earth.
  
Sorrows of the wise stem from understandings, not from desires. Their hearts can grieve without specific cause or focus, and their tears can fall without attribution; for their understandings are etched with the pains of humanity as a whole. Their perceptions are validated by the compassionate acceptance so typical of the sphere of Binah; for they honor the wellbeing of others above all comfort of self: not because of idealism, but because they cannot enjoy privilege while others suffer.

The wise live their lives in meek receptivity, submitting themselves at all times to the will of HaShem as it becomes known to them. Empowered by the spirit of repentance, they orient their minds to service in all things by remaining sensitive to the concerns of others. They are certain that we must enter the Realm of Names together, in the unity of faith. They do not strive to develop cohesive beliefs but because they envision congruence. They have faith in the Father's love and care for all who live. Committed to the brotherhood of man, the meek commit themselves to share in the work of the harvest of Earth: not as they see fit, but as led by the Spirit of HaShem. Like water, they seek the lowest place, that they might be of service by lifting all.

With understanding of the Father's faithfulness, they do not exalt themselves by striving to save their own souls. They understand that nothing can rob them of their lives and are willing to lose them, were it possible, to lift a fallen brother from the ditch or to boost a rising brother over his obstructions. Remaining open to the will of the unsearchable Spirit of Wisdom as it moves in the lives of men, they shall be given Earth, the Kingdom, and all things, even as Yahushua is given of the Father; for the meek will appear at the great wedding feast clothed in garments of white, the good deeds of service steeped in understanding


All of us share the Breath of Life, and none of us possesses it. It's a simple concept, and utterly true. There's no argument against it. And yet, there are those-- oh, so many of us!-- who seem not to understand what this truth means for each of us. We share one Breath, and all who affirm this perception must live as One. We must acknowledge that we will never own anything, even our own selves; for there is nothing that we did not, first, receive. We must ultimately surrender everything that does not serve the Breath of Life. That the meek serve Life through denial of self is not a virtue, particularly. Choices are determined by the demands of brotherhood.

The virtue of self-denial lies in recognition. A self-serving life is a life of piracy. Whether the booty be trinkets of wealth or secrets of the universe, it is stored away in vanity; for they will leave earth as they came: naked and alone. If treasure is woven with the complexities of brotherhood, archways are formed between beings, strengthening all beyond what is known. Recognition of the brotherhood of man prioritizes endeavors. In sacrificing vanity, one gains true treasure. Recognition is not a skill or accomplishment; it's a gift of God.

The prophets report that the Spirit of God-- of the Breath of we share-- creates the fruit of the lips, and that it is not for the individual man to direct his steps. This implies that we cannot even conceive of a thing, except God brings it to mind, which is congruent with Y'shúa's teaching in the words of Yahushua, "No one can come to me, except the Father draw him."

Everyone I know has had the experience of mental block, in which a thing or a name or a concept of importance to their self-confidence just slips their minds for a moment. At such times no amount of strenuous thought can bring to mind the familiarity that eludes best efforts to remember. But if the mind can change its focus? If its conversation with itself can be turned just enough to avoid the loop of forgetfulness, the tidbit of thought is very often exposed in all of its questionable relevance.

Whatever the mental discipline, there is that in thought which cannot be explained by logic, unless one resorts to flow-charts about synapses and contradictions and counter-indications and . . . enough, already! We think as we do because of our design and the Creator's good pleasure about that design's functionality at any given moment. Just to recognize a thing is-- at least primarily, one must admit-- the gift of God.
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