THE HOUR OF GOD
As Sri Aurobindo said,
There are moments when the Spirit moves among men
and the breath of the Lord is abroad
upon the waters of our being;
there are others when it retires and men are left to act in the strength or the weakness of their own egoism. The first are the periods when even a little effort produces great results and changes destiny; the second are spaces of time when much labor goes to the making of a little result. It is true that the latter may prepare the former,
may be the little smoke of sacrifice going up to heaven which
calls down the rain of God’s bounty.
Unhappy is the man or the nation which, when the divine moment arrives, is found sleeping or unprepared to use it, because the lamp has not been kept trimmed for the welcome and the ears are sealed to the call. But thrice woe to them who are strong and ready, yet waste the force or misuse the moment; for them is irreparable loss or a great destruction.
In the hour of God cleanse thy soul of all self-deceit and hypocrisy
and vain self-flattering that thou mayst look straight
into thy spirit and hear that which summons it.
All insincerity of nature, once thy defense against the eye of the Master and the light of the ideal, becomes now a gap in thy armor and invites the blow. Even if thou conquer for the moment, it is the worse for thee, for the blow shall come afterwards and cast thee down in the midst of thy triumph.
But being pure cast aside all fear;
for the hour is often terrible, a fire and a whirlwind and a tempest, a treading of the winepress of the wrath of God;
but he who can stand up in it on the truth of his purpose is he
who shall stand; even though he fall,
he shall rise again;
even though he seem to pass on the wings of the wind, he shall return.
Nor let worldly prudence whisper too closely in thy ear
for it is the hour of the unexpected,
the incalculable, the immeasurable. Mete not the power of the Breath by thy petty instruments, but trust and go forward. But most keep thy soul clear, even if for a while, of the clamor of the ego.
Then shall a fire march before thee in the night and the storm be thy helper
and thy flag shall wave on the highest height of the greatness
that was to be conquered.
Master Morya said the same thing with his own words:
The dawn of a new day is rising on the Earth.
This hour is not a current but a vortex.
Every personal world reflects the sky in flames
For the Fire devouring the old forms.
And so did Rumi:
There comes a holy and transparent Time
when every touch of beauty opens the Heart to Tears.
This is the time the Beloved of Heaven
is brought tenderly on Earth. This is the time
of the opening of the Rose.