God, who needs nothing, loves into existence wholly superfluous creatures in order that he may love and perfect them.

One road leads home and a thousand roads lead into the wilderness.

No great wisdom can be reached without sacrifice.

And all the time - such is the tragic comedy of our situation - we continue to clamor for those very qualities we are rendering impossible. We make men without chests and expect of them virtue and enterprise. We laugh at honor and are shocked to find traitors in our midst. We castrate and bid the geldings be fruitful.

You all know," said the Guide, "that security is mortals' greatest enemy.

The moment you wake up each morning, all your wishes and hopes for the day rush at you like wild animals. And the first job each morning consists in shoving it all back; in listening to that other voice, taking that other point of view, letting that other, larger, stronger, quieter life come flowing in.

I have been feeling very much lately that cheerful insecurity is what our Lord asks of us.