The holiness of God is like a white light: pure, simple, complete. But when that light shines, as it were, through the prisms of individual human lives, it breaks into an infinite variety of colors... each one reveals a unique dimension of the divine holiness.

We are exceptionally good at seeing the faults in others and exceptionally adept at ignoring the faults in ourselves.

The holiness of God is like a white light: pure, simple, complete. But when that light shines, as it were, through the prisms of individual human lives, it breaks into an infinite variety of colors... each one reveals a unique dimension of the divine holiness.

The cross is Jesus going into the very lair of death. He goes to meet head-on that which frightens us the most. And what does He do? He battles it. He engages it. And finally he conquers it.

I don't think we'll understand Advent correctly until we see it as a preparation for a revolution.

God is a placebo for your own mortality.

Begin with the beautiful, which leads you to the good, which leads you to the truth.