emptiness is only a disguise for an intimacy of God's, that God's silence, the eerie stillness, is filled by the Word without words, by Him who is above all names, by Him who is all in all. And his silence is telling us that He is here. |
Every year we celebrate the holy season of Advent, O God. Every year we pray those beautiful prayers of longing and waiting, and sing those lovely songs of hope and promise. |
Grace can and does have a history. |
Grace is everywhere as an active orientation of all created reality toward God. |
How often I have found that we grow to maturity not by doing what we like, but by doing what we should. How true it is that not every 'should' is a compulsion, and not every 'like' is a high morality and true freedom. |
In the torment of the insufficiency of everything attainable we eventually learn that here, in this life, all symphonies remain unfinished |
The Christian of the future will be a mystic or he will not exist at all. |
What Christ gives us is quite explicit if his own words are interpreted according to their Aramaic meaning. The expression 'This is my Body' means this is myself. |