God is here,
and I have been
unaware of Him.
'I confess it with shame:
Every minute of my day
is filled with other interests.
'My eyes are dazzled
by the sight
of things and people.
I have little time,
to give You,
the Indwelling God.
'You are present indeed, but practically speaking, You might as well be absent,
when You are not present to my consciousness because I am inattentive....
'Yet You within me are God, Who made the world, Who created me,
Who died on the Cross.
You make the Paradise of the saints.
'Dear God, it is unbelievable that I have thus
failed to speak to You.
as if I wished You to leave me to myself,
as if I were bent on wasting my life away
in silly, useless, even sinful occupations....
'O God the Father,
God, the Son,
God, the Holy Ghost,
By 'A Religious,' LISTENING TO THE INDWELLING PRESENCE, Pellegrini, Sydney, 1940, pp. 55-56)
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