{"id":593,"date":"2016-03-30T17:22:17","date_gmt":"2016-03-30T06:22:17","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/?p=593"},"modified":"2016-03-30T17:29:28","modified_gmt":"2016-03-30T06:29:28","slug":"hidden-inspiration","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/hidden-inspiration\/","title":{"rendered":"Hidden Inspiration"},"content":{"rendered":"<div id=\"attachment_595\" style=\"width: 144px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><a href=\"https:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/download-St-John-of-the-Cross.jpg\" rel=\"attachment wp-att-595\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-595\" class=\"size-full wp-image-595\" src=\"https:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/03\/download-St-John-of-the-Cross.jpg\" alt=\"from Wikipedia\" width=\"134\" height=\"186\" \/><\/a><p id=\"caption-attachment-595\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">from Wikipedia<\/p><\/div>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">My life had been turned upside down. I found it difficult to function. This morning, everything had gone wrong and I hadn&#8217;t even dressed for work. I rushed to the dressing table I had inherited from my grandmother.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">Stressed, I pulled on a drawer too hard and it fell out upside down, emptying its contents onto the carpet. This was the last straw and I burst into tears.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">Then, I stopped. Folded many times and tucked between the bottom and the back of the drawer, only visible from this angle, was a tiny, yellowed scrap of paper torn from an exercise book.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">I prised it out and opened it. In my late grandmother&#8217;s handwriting was a message from beyond the grave. Stunned, I read these beautiful words:<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">In the dark night of the soul,<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">Bright flows the river of God.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">A message reaching out to me in perhaps my darkest hour. I dried my tears, put the drawer back and made it to work on time.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">I have never forgotten this beautiful message and say it to myself whenever things are grim. I often think of my grandmother and what may have inspired her to write this verse on a scrap of paper and tuck it in the back of a drawer where I would find it decades later. Yet it was only recently that I thought to wonder where she had found these glorious, inspirational and healing words.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">This was how I discovered the heart-rending story of Saint John of the Cross; his love and piety; his evil treatment at the hands of so-called men of God. Part of his story can be found <u><a href=\"https:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/John_of_the_Cross\">here<\/a><\/u>.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\">Sometimes, when I come upon the dark things of History, it is good to remember that there are wonderful treasures there, too.<\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\"><strong>Words to inspire your life: From a man who should know!<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My life had been turned upside down. I found it difficult to function. This morning, everything had gone wrong and I hadn&#8217;t even dressed for work. I rushed to the dressing table I had inherited from my grandmother. Stressed, I &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/hidden-inspiration\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[282,279,20,64,278,281,280],"class_list":["post-593","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorised","tag-god","tag-healing-words","tag-history","tag-inspiration","tag-message","tag-soul","tag-verse"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/593","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=593"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/593\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":597,"href":"https:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/593\/revisions\/597"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=593"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=593"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/annerouen.com\/blogspot\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=593"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}