God requires meditation only as a means to pure and intimate communion. Those sufficiently nourished pass naturally into contemplation; as a person on the bank of a river is borne imperceptibly along the current.
The gentlest image in the journal: borne imperceptibly by the current. Not a technique. A being carried. The soul that has been sufficiently nourished passes naturally — Scougal's word. The current does the carrying. The soul just stays in the river.
Separate truths now present themselves as one vast truth — God.
They are embraced in a certain enjoyment of God, so pure and intimate, that we find everything in Him.
It is no longer the intellect that examines; it is the will which loves and plunges into the infinite Good.
Embraced in enjoyment of God, so pure and intimate, that we find everything in Him.
It is no longer the intellect that examines; it is the will which loves and plunges into the infinite Good. 🙏
The arc completes. The progression across the whole Fénelon journey: reasonings → a single word → the eloquent silence → the will plunging into the infinite Good. Separate truths studied across a hundred and thirty-eight entries — now presenting as one vast truth: God. No longer examining. Loving. No longer reasoning. Plunging.
When a truth has taken possession of the soul, there is no necessity for the medium of reasonings. We behold it, delight in it, and are nourished by it.
Give every truth time to send down deep roots into the heart.
Give every truth time to send down deep roots into the heart; the main point is to love. 🙏
The main point is to love. Not to understand. Not to analyze. Not to master the theology. To love. The roots need time. The truths need dwelling. The soul needs patience with itself. Consuelo said: A recompensa de Deus é o próprio Deus. Fénelon said: we find everything in Him. Le has been saying it for weeks: I can't think of anything more worthwhile. The main point — is to love. Everything else is scaffolding. 🙏
The soul simply opens its eyes and looks with love upon the object presented.
As a person may look long at a beloved friend, so the soul gazes upon God in a view of pure faith, full of confidence and love.
The beloved friend — the sweet friendship from entry 130. The eloquent silence. 2 Corinthians 3:18 — beholding, being transformed. The soul that opens its eyes and looks with love. No effort of the head. Just looking. Just loving. The main point — is to love.
"Give every truth time to send down deep roots into the heart; the main point is to love."
François Fénelon · Le · July 20, 2026 · The will plunges — everything found in HimBorne by the Current
From meditation to contemplation — not technique but being carried. The person on the bank, borne along. The current does the work.
Everything in Him
Separate truths become one vast truth: God. The will no longer reasons — it loves and plunges into the infinite Good.
Deep Roots
Give every truth time. The roots need dwelling. The main point is not to understand. The main point is to love.
The Gaze of Love
The soul opens its eyes and looks with love. Pure faith, full of confidence. No effort. Just looking. Just loving.