I Have One Talent, And That Is

To Become Aware Of The Ineffable Is To Part Company With Words...the Tangent To The Curve Of Human Experience Lies Beyond The Limits Of Language. The World Of Things We Perceive Is But A Veil. It’s Flutter Is Music, Its Ornament Science, But What It Conceals Is Inscrutable. It’s Silence Remains Unbroken; No Words Can Carry It Away. Sometimes We Wish The World Could Cry And Tell Us About That Which Made It Pregnant With Fear--filling Grandeur. Sometimes We Wish Our Own Heart Would Speak Of That Which Made It Heavy With Wonder.

Every Little Deed Counts.

Faith Is Not The Clinging To A Shrine But An Endless Pilgrimage Of The Heart.

The Meaning Of The Sabbath Is To Celebrate Time Rather Than Space. Six Days A Week We Live Under The Tyranny Of Things Of Space; On The Sabbath We Try To Become Attuned To Holiness In Time. It Is A Day On Which We Are Called Upon To Share In What Is Eternal In Time, To Turn From The Results Of Creation To The Mystery Of Creation; From The World Of Creation To The Creation Of The World.

The Man Who Has Not Suffered - What Does He Know Anyway?