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The Goodness that Each Thing has, it is He

The Goodness that Each Thing has, it is He

This is my paraphrase of the first part of Chapter 8 of Revelations of Divine Love 

Mother Julian is still meditating on the first Showing which she describes in this way:

"Of the which the First (showing) is of His precious crowning with thorns; and in this I understood it meant the Trinity, with the Incarnation, and unity between God and man's soul; with many fair showings of endless wisdom and teachings of love: in which all the Showings that follow are grounded and oned."


(oned is an important word in Julian's Revelations, it literally means "being made one".


For as long as I saw the sight of the plenteous bleeding of the Head I might never cease from these words: Benedicite Domine! (Blessed be the Lord)

In this Showing I understood six things:–

  1. the tokens of the blessed Passion and the plenteous shedding of His precious blood. 

  2. the Maiden that is His precious Mother. 

  3. the blissful Godhead that ever was, is, and ever shall be: Almighty, All-Wisdom, All-Love. 

  4. everything that He has made. – For well I know that heaven and earth and all that is made is great and large, fair and good; but the reason why it seemed so little to my sight was that I saw it in the presence of Him that is the Maker of all things: for to a soul that sees the Maker of all, all that is made seems so very little.

  5. He that made all things for love, by the same love keeps them, and shall keep them without end. 

  6. that God is all that is good, as I see it, and the goodness that each thing has, it is He.

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