Have you ever been moved by something so powerful that you go and things you've never done before? So much that it is a powerful wind that moves you as it moves you like an Aeolian Harp
being strummed to create music.
Say what now?
In my old cognitive class, "Aesthetics and Literary Criticism," writer Percy Shelley mentioned
that a poet is like and Aeolian Harp, an ancient stringed instrument wherein inspiration becomes a moving breeze that moves this harp for creativity.
But inspiration, like coals, has a short span of time. But if a more powerful force, like the Holy Spirit envelops you - it is more than a passing breeze but a wind like no other. Beyond inspiration, the Holy Spirit is a force to reckon with.
|Photo retrieved from http://www.usca.edu/math/~mathdept/hsg/aeolian.html|
I have learned about the Holy Spirit through all those Religion/Christian Living/Theology in classes in school. But it was only lately that I truly felt or distinguished its presence, in the most ordinary situations.
Out of the blue, I decided to go to church everyday. Added to that, I seem to like to go to the Blessed Sacrament as part of my now daily routine. I feel so inspired to do more spiritual activities which include praying the rosary and really, spending loads of time for the Sacred Half Hour.
Energy from Above
Despite some depressive moments these past days, I feel secure. I also have enough energy to go to work despite the fact that my body is physically hurting. I seem to have some reserve energy somewhere where I myself don't know where it came from. I have been quite productive.
|Holy Spirit Painting by Colleen Shay, photo retrieved|
I guess this is what it means to be moved by the Spirit.
If I was left on my own, I would not have the continuous discipline in doing my chores, my work, my exercise, and my spiritual duties until now. It has been three weeks!
Indeed, the Holy Spirit moves a person but it happens by spending more time doing spiritual activities, like spending time with God.
Through the Holy Spirit's help I was able to do things that I hardly would care about and I feel a certain joy now as I spend time with God. And in my own way, I have contributed to the "external poem that is still being written" which happens to be my life.
"Simple joys are holy." - from the Francixcan song "Day by Day"