I encircle the Supreme in the arms of my utter helplessness. He encircles me in the arms of His all-sheltering Protection. I squander His Blessings and Compassion. He grows His Hope in me and feeds His Promise to me.
My will is the opening of my aspiring heart to the Supreme. I meditate on Him, not because I want Him to know that I meditate, but because I want to receive Him in an infinite measure. During my meditation, when I swim in the sea of love and devotion, He comes down to me. During my meditation, when the sun of wisdom and peace dawns within me, He lifts me up to Himself.
I silently pray. He secretly hears. My heart’s mounting flame rises up and touches the Throne of His Compassion.
The Supreme never demands my belief in Him before He has given me evidence, infinitely more than necessary, upon which I can found my implicit faith. If I want to doubt Him, He has given me abundant opportunity to do so. Verily, here lies the magnanimity of His Compassion-Light for me.
My will and God’s Will. When my will is approved by God’s Will, my pure heart does not have an abiding inner bliss. But when my heart unreservedly and soulfully obeys God’s Will and I accept it as my own will, infinite joy grows within my heart and eternal joy flows through my heart.From:Sri Chinmoy,Beyond Within — A collection of writings 1964-1974, Agni Press, 1975
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