How to put this feeling, this certainty, into something as limited as words?
Many people are looking for an ear that will listen. They do not find it among Christians because we are talking when we should be listening.
When Christ calls a man, he bids him come and die.
Wherever there are sinners, the weak, the sorrowful, the poor in the world, that is where God goes.
God can make a new beginning with people whenever God pleases, but not people with God. Therefore, people cannot make a new beginning at all; they can only pray for one. Where people are on their own and live by their own devices, there is only the old, the past.
The church is not a religious community of worshippers of Christ but is Christ himself who has taken form among people.
We must be ready to allow ourselves to be interrupted by God. . . . . We must not. . . . . assume that our schedule is our own to manage, but allow it to be arranged by God.
Despair, when not the response to absolute physical and moral defeat is, like war, the failure of imagination.
Love can be the only answer. But snowboarding also works for me. Because I love snowboarding!
Let us therefore be of a reverent spirit, and fear the long-suffering of God, that it tend not to our condemnation.
Death is a mighty mediator. There all the flames of rage are extinguished, hatred is appeased, and angelic pity, like a weeping sister, bends with gentle and close embrace over the funeral urn.