God is love. That is all we know and all that matters in the end. For to say, “God is love,” means that we are loved, and therefore we can love. Loving is all we can do that matters now or ever, and that is possible only because God is love. To love is to be, for God is love.

We begin to pray well as soon as we realize that complete detachment is never an accomplished fact.

God applauds when all other hands are still; when my own heart doubts my worth.

It is memory that cries aloud, “God is faithful and will not abandon those who trust in God.”

Most of the love I have known has been non-verbal. It has been there in devotion and duty and fidelity revealed in peoples’ lives.

Joy is a gift from God, one of God’s surprises that comes to us when we are expecting something else.

Always it is the same: You suddenly realize that God has been there all along, that yes, God is present in your life.

When I forget comparisons and look only to what needs to be done, what can be done, I am at peace in the knowledge that I have something to give, something to offer.

The little surprises will be there only if we want them, only if we expect them to come, and that is hope.