Heaven is nothing we can seek through our own
virtue: it cannot be earned; it is a gift of the God of love. When we
are self-emptied enough to make room for this love, it is not as a
result of our own moral rectitude or willpower. But it is sometimes
given to us, this lovely emptiness, and then the Holy Spirit can fill
it, with prayer, or music, or a poem, or a story. Or, sometimes, it goes
beyond all these to the greatest gift of all, being filled with that
which is beyond all symbols, with God’s Presence. And then we are far
more than when we are filled with self-probing, self-centeredness, or
self-righteousness.
Source: A Stone for a Pillow
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