Like white light refracted through a prism and split into many colors, God's eternal love-nature, expressed through the prism of time, becomes God's multicolored love story. History is His story.

Humility, humility, humility, and humility.

We can't believe what we believe to be untrue, and we can't love what we believe to be unreal.

Today, idols are not made of wood, stone, or brass. They are made of money, sex, and power.

A saint isn't somebody who tries harder, but someone who trusts more.

You see, God just will not let us flunk out of His school of love. He insists on remedial lessons until we get it right. For this whole world is a school set up by Love Himself to teach us to love.

Forgiveness is the reason for the crucifixion, and the crucifixion is the reason for the Incarnation.