"How baffling you are, oh Church, and yet how I love you!
How you have made me suffer, and yet how much I owe you!
I should like to see you destroyed, and yet I need your presense.
You have given me so much scandal and yet you have made me understand sanctity.
I have seen nothing in the world more devoted to obscurity, more compromised, more false, and I have touched nothing more pure, more generous, more beautiful. How often I have wanted to shut the doors of my soul in your face, and how often I have prayed to die in the safety of your arms.
No, I cannot free myself from you, because I am you, although not completely.
And where should I go?"
- Carlo Carretto The God Who Comes
Sunday, February 04, 2007
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4 comments:
interesting. a feeling shared by many i think. and yes, you do think too much... :P although really what is too much. who can say. bye.
nice one.
You do not think too much, I think.
I like this one, but I'm not sure how much I can empathize. I pretty much just want to destroy it, and I certainly don't want to die in its arms.
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