Meditating On The Nature And Dignity Of

How Often I Have Found That We Grow To Maturity Not By Doing What We Like, But By Doing What We Should. How True It Is That Not Every 'should' Is A Compulsion, And Not Every 'like' Is A High Morality And True Freedom.

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.

Emptiness Is Only A Disguise For An Intimacy Of God's, That God's Silence, The Eerie Stillness, Is Filled By The Word Without Words, By Him Who Is Above All Names, By Him Who Is All In All. And His Silence Is Telling Us That He Is Here.

Grace Is Everywhere As An Active Orientation Of All Created Reality Toward God.

Every Year We Celebrate The Holy Season Of Advent, O God. Every Year We Pray Those Beautiful Prayers Of Longing And Waiting, And Sing Those Lovely Songs Of Hope And Promise.