Patience is...clearly not fatalistic, shoulder-shrugging resignation. It is the acceptance of a divine rhythm to life; it is obedience prolonged. Patience stoutly resists pulling up the daisies to see how the roots are doing.

If the Church were not true, our enemies would be bored rather than threatened, and acquiescent rather than anxious. Hell is moved only when things move heavenward.

A society which permits anything will eventually lose everything.

Men and Women of Christ magnify their callings without magnifying themselves.

Sometimes we are so busy being the hammer or the anvil, that we forget who really needs the shaping.

When in situations of stress we wonder if there is any more in us to give, we can be comforted to know that God, who knows our capacity perfectly, placed us here to succeed

Each day I see all about me the fruits of commandment-keeping.