Even as the sparrow finds a home, and the swallow a nesting place, where its young are raised within your majestic creation, You invite us to dwell within your Heart. Blessed are they whose hearts are filled with love...
They go from strength to strength and live with integrity.
The fruit of silence is known only to those with experience. There is gradually born within us in and of our silence itself, something that will draw us on to still greater silence. God leads us into solitude to speak to our heart. Let our hearts be a living altar from which there constantly ascends before God pure prayer, with which all our acts should be imbued.
~ from LISTENING TO SILENCE, comp. by R. B. Lockhart
