Joy is the experience of knowing that you are unconditionally loved.

Our brokenness has no other beauty but the beauty that comes from the compassion that surrounds it.

Did I offer peace today? Did I bring a smile to someone's face? Did I say words of healing? Did I let go of my anger and resentment? Did I forgive? Did I love?' These are the real questions. I must trust that the little bit of love that I sow now will be many fruits, here in this world and the life to come.

Our tendency is to run from the painful realities or try to change them as soon as possible. But cure without care makes us into rulers, controllers, manipulators.

Life is not a possession to be defended, but a gift to be shared.

I have always felt that if I am very personal and connected with what I myself am living, my writing will transcend ecclesial boundaries.

Obviously a child can never conceive solitude if his parents aren't living it somewhere themselves. I don't mean that to be alone you have to get down on your knees for an hour in a yoga posture.