Grace Can And Does Have A History.

For It Is The Bitter Grief Of Theology And Its Blessed Task, Too, Always To Have To Seek (because It Does Not Clearly Have Present To It At The Time)...always Providing That One Has The Courage To Ask Questions, To Be Dissatisfied, To Think With The Mind And Heart One Actually Has, And Not With The Mind And Heart One Is Supposed To Have.

Only In Love Can I Find You, My God. In Love The Gates Of My Soul Spring Open, Allowing Me To Breathe A New Air Of Freedom And Forget My Own Petty Self. In Love My Whole Being Streams Forth Out Of The Rigid Confines Of Narrowness And Anxious Self-assertion, Which Make Me A Prisoner Of My Own Poverty Emptiness. In Love All The Powers Of My Soul Flow Out Toward You, Wanting Never More To Return, But To Lose Themselves Completely In You, Since By Your Love You Are The Inmost Center Of My Heart, Closer To Me Than I Am To Myself.

When Man Is With God In Awe And Love, Then He Is Praying.

Childhood Is Not A State Which Only Applies To The First Phase Of Our Lives In The Biological Sense. Rather It Is A Basic Condition Which Is Always Appropriate To A Life That Is Lived Aright.

Learning Always Involves Self-transcendence. Learning Calls Forth What Is In Us, Helping Us To Move Toward Authenticity And Wholeness.