And With The Morn Those Angel Faces

Let Us Put Ourselves Into His Hands, And Not Be Startled Though He Leads Us By A Strange Way, A Mirabilis Via, As The Church Speaks. Let Us Be Sure He Will Lead Us Right, That He Will Bring Us To That Which Is, Not Indeed What We Think Best, Nor What Is Best For Another, But What Is Best For Us.

The Reason Why Christ Is Unknown Today Is Because His Mother Is Unknown.

Growth Is The Only Evidence Of Life.

Brutes Gaze On Sights, They Are Arrested By Sounds; And What They See And What They Hear Are Sights And Sounds Only. The Intellectof Man, On The Contrary, Energises As Well As His Eye Or Ear, And Perceives In Sights Or Sounds Something Beyond Them. It Seizes And Unites What The Senses Present To It; It Grasps And Forms What Need Not Be Seen Or Heard Except In Detail. It Discerns In Lines And Colors, Or In Tones, What Is Beautiful And What Is Not. It Gives Them A Meaning, And Invests Them With An Idea.

Dear Lord...shine Through Me, And Be So In Me That Every Soul I Come In Contact With May Feel Your Presence In My Soul...let Me Thus Praise You In The Way You Love Best, By Shining On Those Around Me.