Into the Mystic

To be buried with Christ...
My soul needs to tell you that it is wholly in communion with yours, letting itself be caught, carried away, invaded by him whose charity envelops us and who wishes to consummate us into "one" with Him. I thought of you when I read these words of Pere Vallee on contemplation: "The contemplative is a being who lives in the radiance of the Face of Christ, who enters into the mystery of God, not in the light that flows from human thought, but in that created by the word of the Incarnate Word." Don't you have this passion to listen to Him? Sometimes it is so strong, this need to be silent, that one would like to know how to do nothing but remain like Magdalene, that beautiful model for the contemplative soul, at the feet of the Master, eager to hear everything, to penetrate ever deeper into this mystery of Charity that he came to reveal to us. Don't you find that in action, when we are in Martha's role, the soul can still remain wholly adoring, buried like Magdalene in her contemplation, staying by this source like someone who is starving...Then both can radiate God, give him to souls, if they constantly stay close to this divine source. It seems to me that we should draw so close to the Master in such communion with his soul, to identify ourselves with all its movements, and then go out as he did, according to the will of his Father. Then it does not matter what happens to the soul, since it has faith in the One it loves who dwells within in. During this lent, I would like, as Saint Paul says, "to be buried in God with Christ" to be lost in this Trinity who will one day be our vision, and in this divine light penetrate into the depth of the Mystery.
St. Elizabeth of the Trinity