us, but let it beam out, that it may brighten and warm all about it.
Then one feels a living fire in his veins, and a higher consecration
for the struggle of life. The most trivial duties remind us of God.
The earthly becomes divine, the temporal eternal, and our entire life a
life in God. God is not eternal repose. He is everlasting life, which
Angelus Silesius forgets when he says: 'God is without will.'

"'We pray: 'Thy will my Lord and God be done,'
And lo, He has no will! He is an eternal silence.'"

She listened to me quietly, and, after a moment's reflection, said:
"Health and strength belong to your faith; but there are life-weary
souls, who long for rest and sleep, and feel so lonely that when they
fall asleep in God, they miss the world as little as the world misses
them. It is a foretaste of divine rest to them when they can wrap
themselves in the divine; and this they can do, since no tie binds them
fast to earth, and no wish troubles their hearts except the wish for
rest.

"'Rest is the highest good, and were God not rest,
Then would I avert my gaze even from Him.'

"You do the German theologian an injustice. It is true he teaches the
nothingness of the external life, but he does not wish to see it
annihilated. Read me the twenty-eighth chapter."

I took the book and read, while she closed her eyes and listened:

["Und wa die voreinunge geschicht in der wahrheit und wesentlich wirt,
da stet vorbass der inner mensche in der einung unbeweglich und got