tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31548188.post115645288831666204..comments2016-02-08T13:52:24.035-08:00Comments on Green Persephone: The Jagged Brick WallGreenGirlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15291529297213919108noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31548188.post-1157072075443320092006-08-31T17:54:00.000-07:002006-08-31T17:54:00.000-07:00Now that I think about it, there's a poem by Hartl...Now that I think about it, there's a poem by Hartley Coleridge. It isn't about love of God, but I think that it goes along with your question. I'm only giving part of it, so here it goes: <BR/><BR/>Is love a fancy, or a feeling? No.<BR/>It is immortal as immaculate Truth,<BR/>'Tis not a blossom shed as soon as youth,<BR/>Drops from the stem of life--for it will grow,<BR/>In barren regions, where no waters flow,<BR/>Nor rays of promise cheats the pensive gloom.GreenGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15291529297213919108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31548188.post-1157071624101121552006-08-31T17:47:00.000-07:002006-08-31T17:47:00.000-07:00Excellent observation, my dear gipsy watson. I th...Excellent observation, my dear gipsy watson. I think that part of it comes from the mystery of love itself. Even if we do the actions, particularly the Sacraments, God will give us grace; our receptivity to that Grace depends on our will, and the ammount of that grace depends on God's wisdom. But even if we don't "feel" love for our spouse (well, not my spouse, I don't have one, but hypothetically), our actions may seem "empty," but that does not mean that we don't love that person. How often do we "feel" love for our parents, or our siblings? Yet there are few people that we love more. I guess the thing to examine is the meaning of love itself.GreenGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15291529297213919108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31548188.post-1157070053185274082006-08-31T17:20:00.000-07:002006-08-31T17:20:00.000-07:00excellent expository, greengirl. well said. one of...excellent expository, greengirl. well said. one of my great query, which you are not obligate to answer but which i simply put forth for discussion, is: if love for God cannot be attached to or measured by feeling, then how does one keep it from being just routine actions? if you feel nothing but do the actions because of what they are worth, and because you intellectually know their value, do these actions not de facto become just empty routine? what makes it not empty if one does not feel God?<BR/>this is not meant to be an argument so much as just further exploration of this ... rather incomprehensible topic. ciao bellaj'aimehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04418433634547540413noreply@blogger.com