We experience the death of others—but not as they do. We only know that they are gone, and that fact alone is nigh impossible to comprehend.

The utter multitude of souls created and redeemed by God is necessary to imagine even a fraction of God’s plenitude.

Many of us avoid contemplative prayer because we are more afraid of God’s non-existence than we are sure that we will experience God’s presence.

God is more than we can comprehend, and sin limits what we can understand.

In itself, suffering is never a good thing. But if someone we love is suffering, then we want our share of it.

What do I love in life that stands between me and the love of my life? What stands between me and my Lord?