quotidian mysteries

I think that I was born to be a mystic.

I believe this to be true because I find myself aflame with the deepest longing to unite with my creator. I crave a mutuality with God, an interpenetration by and with the Eternal....

But as much as I crave those things, I also crave a real and active intimacy with the every day.

I like the "ordinariness" of my life.

I enjoy the simple things.

I know what it is to experience satisfaction upon seeing the folded piles of sweet smelling laundry lined up and ready to put away on laundry days. I enjoy the wind whistling through the pine, the sounds of rain pinging on the air conditioner outside our bedroom window. I cherish the sunsets, the color of morning sky, the smells of Spring and Fall.

Yes, I was born to be a mystic; but then, each of us has within ourselves that same potential, that same craving, that same draw to mysticism.

I totally believe this to be true as well; so, why am I so damn lonely on this mystical journey?

A friend told me the other day that she thinks I am a spiritual mystic.

I've been wondering about this all day.....

What the heck did she mean?

How about you?

Are you a mystic?

One day the angels came to present themselves before the Lord, and Satan the Accuser came with them. "Where have you come from?" the Lord asked Satan.

And Satan answered the Lord, "I have been going back and forth across the earth, watching everything that's going on.
Job 1:6-7

MY QUESTIONS:

How is Satan, the Accuser, the Evil One, able to come into the presence of the Lord?

I have been taught that God, being holy and all, has a serious problem with being in the presence of evil/sin....

So, how is it that Satan can bring his unholy self into God's presence?