The Contemplative Soul

Revelation and The Contemplative Life

“For what is a Christian life? Nothing else than a human being contemplating his uncertain end”. . .in the Presence of a Living God. Martin Moller, contemplative-mystic. Is he relevant in an age of speed and mind-staggering data? 

What can this simple preacher of c1590 bring to our early 21^st Century intellect and insights?  Political, economic and environmental uncertainty.  Wars and rumors of wars.  Curtains of Dark Understanding all but hide The Light.  But wait!  Are we here on the Planet with nothing personal to guide us?  Here and there The Light can be found. Through the curtains a small glimmer of Light strikes our attention.  And how can we see it lest we are at times deep within our Spirit listening to The One? 

We falter and loose our way.  We do the things that people do. We have families.  We make for ourselves a career.  We stop occasionally to consider The Light.  We begin to recognize it's Presence.  It comes to fullness and suddenly we stand rejoicing in a Pillar of Light.   A beautiful, bright Path appears.  We are no more lost in The Uncertainty of history in radical dovetail towards Eternity.  We have not been left without many Personal Guides to usher us into The Mystery. “ The Path Of The Just Is As The Shining Light, That Shineth More And More Unto The Perfect Day.” Prov.4:18. 

The Bible, heavily layered with mystery and encoded with meaning, meaning available to those who, as Martin Moller would exhort live, at least in measure, The Contemplative Life.

With grateful hearts we welcome with exuberance the Gift of Light from Martin Moller, nearly 500 years hidden from most of the world, but now, “just in the nick of time,” as Paul the Apostle might say, we have Light for our Path along a darkened road.

The Message of Martin Moller

In Dying, Life.

The Dead Self  

Whereas the Bible is often difficult for the reader, Martin Moller—sublime spirit, humble preacher, is readily available to the reader.  He is at once the common man and like as I, and the devoutly religious, self-educated scholar. 

It is now The Magic Hour.  I look down.  There lies on the floor a rumpled Self, as it were a costume unzipped and stepped out of.  There lies on the floor mySelf; a self that came into the world hesitant, arrogant, stubborn, afraid, childish.  There stands looking down a Self made anew; one of grace, beauty and right-doing.  It is in Spirit the very image of the Christ, only in a rather goofy-looking body, and, “we have this treasure in earthen vessels.” 2 Cor. 4a.   It is The Dead Self.
Martin Moller got it.   He was abundantly aware of being caught up in a new movement, a tsunami  wave of the Spirit of God moving thru stale, life-stealing doctrine and ignorance.   A man of The Renaissance and preceding The Age of Reason, and writing about 60 years after Martin Luther nailed his 95 Theses to the door of the church, Martin Moller struggled to depart from the doctrine of confession in particular.  Boldly, he found his voice, a highly evangelical, pleading voice.  Martin Moller bids all to come, come into death and find. . .LIFE.

From Martin Moller in his own humble voice:  I hope that this work will bring glory and honor to my God, benefit and comfort to all my beloved, and a Christian life and a blessed death to all guileless hearts.