We may never become accustomed to untrue and unjust criticism of us but we ought not to be immobilized by it.

The acceptance of the reality that we are in the Lord's loving hands is only a recognition that we have never really been anywhere else.

God’s grace will cover us like a cloak-enough to provide for survival but too thin to keep out all the cold.

We cannot improve the world if we are conformed to the world.

God's anger is kindled not because we have harmed him but because we have harmed ourselves.

In Gospel grammar, death is not an exclamation point, merely a comma.

What we insistently desire, over time, is what we become.