The rose does not have a why; it blossums without reason, forgetful of self and oblivious to our vision.

The rose does not have a why; it blossums without reason, forgetful of self and oblivious to our vision.

God does not care what good you did, but why you did it. He does not grade the fruit but probes the core and tests the root.

What is outside yourself does not convey much worth; Clothes do not make the man, the saddle not the horse.

If in your heart you make a manger for his birth then God will once again become a child on earth.

Don't think that some tomorrow you'll see God's Light. You see it now or err in darkest night.

Christ could be born a thousand times in Bethlehem - but all in vain until He is born in me.