"The fruits of your labors may be reaped two generations from now. Trust, even when you don't see the..." — Henri Nouwen

Waiting is a period of learning. The longer we wait, the more we hear about him for whom we are waiting.

In our production-oriented society, being busy, having an occupation, has become one of the main ways, if not the main way, of identifying ourselves. Without an occupation, not just our economic security but our very identity is endangered.

In solitude we become aware that we were together before we came together and that life is not a creation of our will but rather an obedient response to the reality of our being united.

If fear is the great enemy of intimacy, love is its true friend.