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It Is We Ourselves That We Have To Think About, No One Else. That Is The Way The Saints Worked. They Paid Attention To What They Were Doing, And If Others Were Attracted To Them By Their Enterprise, Why, Well And Good. But They Looked To Themselves First Of All.

As We Come To Know The Seriousness Of The Situation, The War, The Racism, The Poverty In Our World, We Come To Realize That Things Will Not Be Changed Simply By Words Or Demonstrations. Rather, It's A Question Of Living One's Life In A Drastically Different Way.

Just As The Birds Of The Air Are Fed, We'll Continue To Be Fed.

It Is Penance To Work, To Give Oneself To Others, To Endure The Pinpricks Of Community Living.

As For Ourselves, Yes, We Must Be Meek, Bear Injustice, Malice, Rash Judgment. We Must Turn The Other Cheek, Give Up Our Cloak, Go A Second Mile.