The infinite is not an abstraction without living reality; it lives, it thinks, it loves, it is free, it has a great name inscribed upon the portal of all life as the proper name of life itself; it is called God.
—Fr. Henri-Dominique Lacordaire
(Another gem from the daily meditations in Magnificat.) And this is why people cry out God’s name at moments of intensity—“Oh God, that’s beautiful”—when only the evocation of the infinite is enough to express what is felt.
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