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Blessed are the pure in heart – The mystery of the Beatitudes, J. van Rijckenborgh

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‘Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God’.

When the pupil on the path of the christian mysteries has attained the quality of mercy outlined in our last chapter, he rises to still higher attainment. The next step on the path of attainment is unveiled to his consciousness. In order for you to realize the value of this new step, which is referred to in Christ’s words, ‘Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God’, we will briefly recall to your consciousness the Beatitude, ‘Blessed are the merciful’. Continue reading

Blessed are the peacemakers – The mystery of the Beatitudes, J. van Rijckenborgh

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‘Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called the children of God’.

In reflecting upon this Beatitude, we must again free ourselves from all tendencies of habit. For is it not true that in hearing the word ‘peace’, our thoughts relate to the aspects of peace and peacefulness as they are known, loved and sought after in this world? Are peace and peacefulness not very desirable in a distressing world such as ours? Do we not look forward to lasting peace? And wouldn’t such a peace, with its results, be a state of blessedness for all in many respects? Aren’t our hearts burning with Continue reading

Blessed are the meek – The mystery of the Beatitudes, J. van Rijckenborgh

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‘Blessed are the meek, for they shall inherit the earth’.

After the construction of the two pillars, the Beatitudes which follow are concerned with the methods by which the work must now be continued in order to achieve victory. Therefore, we think it is useful to repeat here that the Sermon on the Mount and the Beatitudes in particular are designed for those who desire to walk the path of threefold regeneration and who, in fact, have already set their feet positively upon this path. Continue reading