From the solemn gloom of the temple children run out to sit in the dust. God watches them play and forgets the priest.
God created man incorruptible, and made him in the image of his own nature, but through the devil’s envy, death came into the world.
When did I realise I was God? Well, I was praying and I suddenly realised I was talking to myself.
Christ will suffer and rise from the dead on the third day, and repentance and forgiveness of sins will be preached in his name.
Likewise the spirit helps us in our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we ought, but the spirit himself intercedes for us with sighs too deep for words. And he who searches the hearts of men knows the mind of the spirit, because the spirit intercedes for the saints according to the will of God.
Life is like a book with three chapters. Two are already written by God - Birth and Death. The chapter in the middle is empty; fill it with your smile, love and faith.
