I wrote to my bishop, the Archbishop of Utrecht, Holland, and explained that I wanted not just permission to stay longer, but a mission. He met me at the Trosly L'Arche community and we spent a few days together . . . I wanted him to get to know L'Arche, to understand what I was doing there. Afterward he said, "I understand now, Henri. You have found a home for your self."

When we keep claiming the light, we will find ourselves becoming more and more radiant.

In their poverty, the mentally handicapped reveal God to us and hold us close to the gospel.

Our greatest fulfillment lies in giving ourselves to others.

As long as we continue to live as if we are what we do, what we have, and what other people think about us, we will remain filled with judgments, opinions, evaluations, and condemnations. We will remain addicted to putting people and things in their "right" place.

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.

We have to trust that our stories deserve to be told. We may discover that the better we tell our stories the better we will want to live them.