To be lonely is to feel unwanted and unloved, and therefor unloveable. Loneliness is a taste of death. No wonder some people who are desperately lonely lose themselves in mental illness or violence to forget the inner pain.

Prayer is like a secret garden made up of silence and rest and inwardness. But there are a thousand and one doors into this garden and we all have to find our own.

The belly laugh is the best way to evacuate anguish.

Community is not an ideal; it is people. It is you and I. In community we are called to love people just as they are with their wounds and their gifts, not as we want them to be.

One of the marvelous things about community is that it enables us to welcome and help people in a way we couldn't as individuals.

Love is to recognize that the other person is a person, is precious, is important and has value.

People are longing to rediscover true community. We have had enough of loneliness, independence and competition.