The Seventh Beatitude

"How blest are the peacemakers; God shall call them the fruit of divine love." How blest are we when we bring forth silence amid the noise of conflict and illusion, when we find the common ground, when we make the connection; how blest are we when the self-effacing Spirit breathes through us the spirit of peace; how blest are we when rage and annihilation are transformed by tears of reconciliation; how blest are we when we are so found in God we have nothing to defend; how blest are we when our suffering gives birth to greater love; how blest are we, waiting in the dark, in the still-prayer that is our being that silences the blasphemers and the debaters.

Pillars of Flame, p. 140.