If We Wish To Have The Light,

Most Of Us Love A Non-self, Or Something Extrinsic And Apart From Our Inner Life; But A Mother's Love During The Time She Is A Flesh-and-blood Ciborium Is Not For A Non-self But For One That Is Her Very Self, A Perfect Example Of Charity And Love Which Hardly Perceives A Separation. Motherhood Then Becomes A Kind Of Priesthood. She Brings God To Man By Preparing The Flesh In Which The Soul Will Be Implanted; She Brings Man To God In Offering The Child Back Again To The Creator.

The Egocentric Is Always Frustrated, Simply Because The Condition Of Self-perfection Is Self-surrender. There Must Be A Willingness To Die To The Lower Part Of Self, Before There Can Be A Birth To The Nobler.

Every Child Should Have An Occasional Pat On The Back As Long As It Is Applied Low Enough And Hard Enough.

I Feel It Is Time That I Also Pay Tribute To My Four Writers, Matthew, Mark, Luke And John.

Love Burdens Itself With The Wants And Woes And Losses And Even The Wrongs Of Others.