A message was brought to me that a young woman who was dying had asked that I come visit her. She was fevered and emaciated; at first glance, a forbidding sight. Then I noticed her eyes -- huge and glowing, so incredibly beautiful I was entranced by them. All my embarrassment disappeared; all my searching about in my mind for some appropriate sanctimony became unnecessary. "What beautiful eyes!" I heard myself saying to her sister. She agreed saying that her sister had always had beautiful, glowing eyes. A silence fell upon us, and we were all three caught up in a wonderful joy. I knew, of course, what it was -- God's love enfolding us like lights from heaven.
Come!Spirit of Love!Penetrate and transform us by the action of Your purifying life.May your constant, brooding love bring forth in us more love and all the graces and works of love.Give us grace to remain still under its action, and may that humbles stillness be our prayer.Amen.
~ Evelyn Underhill