In The Days Ahead, You Will Either

For It Is The Bitter Grief Of Theology And Its Blessed Task, Too, Always To Have To Seek (because It Does Not Clearly Have Present To It At The Time)...always Providing That One Has The Courage To Ask Questions, To Be Dissatisfied, To Think With The Mind And Heart One Actually Has, And Not With The Mind And Heart One Is Supposed To Have.

The Dead Are Silent Because They Live, Just As We Chatter So Loudly To Try To Make Ourselves Forget That We Are Dying. Their Silence Is Really Their Call To Me, The Assurance Of Their Immortal Love For Me.

In The Midst Of Our Lives, Of Our Freedom And Our Struggles, We Have To Make A Radical, Absolute Decision. And We Never Know When Lightening Will Strike Us Out Of The Blue. It May Be When We Least Expect To Be Asked Whether We Have The Absolute Faith And Trust To Say Yes

The Struggle Against Atheism Is Foremost And Of Necessity A Struggle Against The Inadequacy Of Our Own Theism.

Childhood Is Not A State Which Only Applies To The First Phase Of Our Lives In The Biological Sense. Rather It Is A Basic Condition Which Is Always Appropriate To A Life That Is Lived Aright.