Fair and sweet is our Heavenly Mother in the sight of our souls;
precious and lovely are the Gracious Children in the sight of our
Heavenly Mother, with mildness and meekness, and all the fair virtues
that belong to children in Nature. For of nature the Child despaireth
not of the Mother's love, of nature the Child presumeth not of itself,
of nature the Child loveth the Mother and each one of the other
[children]. These are the fair virtues, with all other that be like,
wherewith our Heavenly Mother is served and pleased.
And I understood none higher stature in this life than Childhood,
in feebleness and failing of might and of wit, unto the time that
our Gracious Mother hath brought us up to our Father's Bliss.[4] And
then shall it verily be known to us His meaning in those sweet words
where He saith: _All shall be well: and thou shalt see, thyself, that
all manner of things shall be well_. And then shall the Bliss of our
Mother, in Christ, be new to begin in the Joys of our God: which new
beginning shall last without end, new beginning.
Thus I understood that all His blessed children which be come out of
Him by Nature shall be brought again into Him by Grace.
[1] "no lak (blame), no defaute."
[2] "as sothly as sin is onclene as sothly is it onkinde."
[3] S. de Cressy has "the loving soul."
[4] "Our fader bliss."
_THE FIFTEENTH REVELATION_
CHAPTER LXIV
"_Thou shalt come up above._" "A very fair creature, a little
Child--nimble and lively, whiter than lily"
Afore this time I had great longing and desire of God's gift to be
delivered of this world and of this life. For oftentimes I beheld the
woe that is here, and the weal and the bliss that is being there: (and
if there had been no pain in this life but the absence of our Lord,
methought it was some-time more than I might bear;) and this made me
to mourn, and eagerly to long. And also from mine own wretchedness,
sloth, and weakness, me liked not to live and to travail, as me fell to
do.
And to all this our courteous Lord answered for comfort and patience,
and said these words: _Suddenly thou shalt be taken from all thy pain,
from all thy sickness, from all thy distress[1] and from all thy woe.
And thou shalt come up above and thou shalt have me to thy meed, and
thou shalt be fulfilled of love and of bliss. And thou shalt never have
no manner of pain, no manner of misliking, no wanting of will; but ever
joy and bliss without end. What should it then aggrieve thee to suffer
awhile, seeing that it is my will and my worship?_
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