The journey of the universe is the construction site of the kingdom of God. It looks like the construction site of a great temple, whose stones are hewn from the rocks of this world’s quarries. People are the workers by the power of God, and they are the builders according to His will. They extract stones from the quarries in this world and they build structures one by one, one course after another. God gives them life and they become living stones in the temple building.
A large number of people build their own temples with stones they extract from rocks and claim they own them. They build them one by one, and one course after another, but they cannot give them life and they remain dead, because only God gives life. These passing people leave the stones, the rocks and the quarries and depart from this world, and their small temples built from dead stones wear away and vanish with time.
Ephemeral, they do not persist, and neither do their temples. Only the temple of the Lord is eternal and permanent because it is alive. Build the eternal temple of the Lord and be living stones in it; do not build your temporary little temples from dead stones that time will wipe out. Work with perseverance, joy, solidarity, and love. Work with patience, humility, and obedience to the Lord of the temple. Because you are working with His power, build according to His will.
Do good untiringly. Do not seek after rest – rest is a great danger to you. If you see a worker not doing his work, do not criticize or judge or curse him, but rather, take your pickaxe or your sickle and continue your work. Your work will cause him to work. The building is yours and his. The harvest is yours and his. All of it is for the Lord of the temple and the God of the harvest. Look at your brother in the same way you look at yourself. You have in yourself everything you see in your brother, because every man is you with a few differences. Instead of talking about your brother, go and talk to him, or keep a loving silence. Do not ever condemn and do not judge based upon what your eyes see. Do not judge the water you see in the pot, for you cannot know with your eyes whether it is sweet or salty, fresh or stale. Wine casks look alike on the outside, even if the wine inside them differs. Look with your eyes at the outside and look with your heart to the inside. The heart does not condemn.
Do not claim to have absolute knowledge. Only build temples the size of your knowledge, for they will collapse on your heads and kill you otherwise. Knowledge needs love in order to become discernment. No matter how much you know, if you do not love, you will not understand, even if you know much. Love is greater than intelligence. The logic of love is more exalted than the logic of intelligence. Knowledge devoid of love is devoid of the Spirit and destructive to man. Earth is a holy planet, where the feet of the God of the universe trod and which the lights of the Spirit lit, and the heart of God feels for it.
Human beings, through their knowledge devoid of love, have made the Earth ill. Their food has become their poison and their drink their thirst; their medicine their illness. Their air is choking them. Their rest is fatigue and their peace, anxiety. Their joy is sadness and their happiness suffering. Their truth is an illusion, and their illusion, truth. Their light has become darkness.
Man has acquired more knowledge and less wisdom. Theories in peoples’ minds have become like fog on the mountain and in the valleys, it does not allow them to see anything as it is: their theories are veiling their sight. Their buildings are rising, their morals are declining. Their possessions are increasing, their values are decreasing. Their words are increasing and their prayer, decreasing. Their interests are deep, their relationships are shallow. Their window displays are full, their insides are empty. Their roads are broadening, while their vision is becoming narrower. Their roads are numerous but do not lead them to one another. Their means of communication are many but are not bringing them to each other. Their beds are big, strong, and comfortable yet their families are small, disunited, and worn out. They know how to hurry but they do not know how to wait. They rush to acquire their livelihood but forget to ensure their living and their lives. They rush quickly to the outside and neglect the inside.
Prisoners, boasting of the luxury of their prisons; lost, boasting of the distances they have crossed; dead, priding themselves on the splendor of their graves. They are dying of hunger while sitting on bread bowls, poor while sitting on treasures they themselves buried. Why do you go down under the table to eat the fallen crumbs, when the table is set for you? People are sowing the earth with thorns, which now are soft and tickling their feet, but when they grow and harden, they will tear and wound the feet of the coming generations. You chop wood, stack, burn, kindle, throw yourselves into the fire you set, and you wonder why you get burned? Humanity is lost, man is ill, and the world is burning.
God is love. He is the goal and guide for lost humanity. Christ is the medicine for the sick man, and the water of the baptism in Spirit that puts out the blaze of the world. Build every knowledge on Christ; all knowledge that is built outside the foundation of Christ will destroy you. Knowledge without spirit is ignorance. The more the building built on man rises, the more it will crush the man beneath it.
Man will keep living in grief and worry, and will not be content or quench his thirst until he is united with himself in the heart of God. Reach out to each other, look at each other, listen to each other, greet each other, console each other with words of love and encouragement. Get out of yourselves and go to one another, and embrace one another in the love of Christ. Work in the field of the Lord untiringly and without wearying. Let the sounds of your pickaxes fill the valleys and overcome the noise of the world, and let the sounds of your sickles remind people of the harvest season. Let your prayers to the Lord cleave the deaf rocks and cause the dumb springs to gush forth.
Rocks do hear prayer and springs do speak, and they all pray and give glory to God.