The movement of the Spirit of God in the hearts of men and women often calls them to act against the spirit of their times or causes them to anticipate a spirit which is yet in the making. In a moment of dedication they are given wisdom and courage to dare a deed that challenges and to kindle a hope that inspires.

Life wears down the edges of the mind.

There must be always remaining in every life, some place for the singing of angels, some place for that which in itself is breathless and beautiful.

Follow the grain in your own wood.

Perfect love is long delayed.

Christmas is waiting to be born: in you, in me, in all mankind.

And this is the strangest of all paradoxes of the human adventure; we live inside all experience, but we are permitted to bear witness only to the outside. Such is the riddle of life and the story of the passing of our days.