Life is not entertainment. Life is not distraction.
It is not easy to enter into the silence and reach beyond the many boisterous and demanding voices of our world and to discover there the small intimate voice saying: 'You are my Belived Child, on you my favor rests.'
Hope means to keep living amid desperation and to keep humming in the darkness.
The real question is: how can I live so that my death will be fruitful for others?
Prayer is the most concrete way to make our home in God.
Someday I would love to write about Vincent van Gogh - his paintings and letters continue to inspire me very much. But it remains hard to find the time and inner rest to write.