Reflections

Every moment is a fresh beginning.

Hopeful Eyes Hope looks at all things the way a mother looks at her child, with a passion for the possible.

Look to this day for it is life the very life of life.

To really belong to one another and to depend on one another — to really share a common destiny — is difficult for a community that wants to be diverse.

Though my soul may set in darkness, it will rise in perfect light; I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.

The incarnation begins .

The child wonders at the Christmas Tree:Let him continue in the spirit of wonder.

Then I saw that wisdom excels folly as light excels darkness.