Tonight We Will Find the Stairway to Heaven

This was the message from guardian angel Beth last night. Nothing Catholic hermit was lying on its bed, awaiting sleep. It could sense and see in inner sight, Beth standing to the right, with itself standing. Beth put his arm around nothing's shoulder and said, "Tonight we will find the stairway to heaven."

That was all.

All? Nothing poked out of the inner senses and reflected. Was this the night it would physically die? No, nothing's angel had a message more of a spiritual aspect, and the arm around nothing's shoulder was more of an encouragement, a kind of let's-go-find-it squeeze.

This morning at early Mass, once nothing heard the Scripture from Matthew, it knew that the angel's words had been truth. Did we find the stairway to heaven last night? Yes, indeed!

The stairway is before Beth and nothing. It is the stairway that opens up when one is free to follow Christ, for one has understood a great spiritual insight, that of freedom to follow Christ, of letting the dead bury their dead. It is the realization that many sufferings of this world are self-inflicted sufferings, or the sufferings involving other people's self-inflictions. These are dead sufferings created from the deadness of self, of sin, of suffocating non-surrenders.

The photo is one of three Jacob's Ladders in the Mary Gardens here at Agnus Dei. Jacob fought with an angel of the Lord one night, and the next day he built an altar of piled stones to commemorate the spot, for he called it Beth-el: Surely God is in this place (or to that effect).

The stairway to heaven opened up to Jacob, and he saw angels ascending and descending. The image is repeated in the Gospel of John--the stairway to heaven.

It begins with being freed from sideways crosses in order to fully follow Jesus, to climb the stairway to heaven while yet on earth, for the first step is on the terra firma. There are so many aspects involved, to ponder, in "let the dead bury their dead." It is all good. Much cannot be adequately explained, but just think on it awhile....

Nothing can ponder while planting a coneflower called Fragrant Angel. Yes, nothing and its angel found the stairway to heaven.