January 22
Blessed is he that waiteth
Companions of the Way (Morning)IT is neither what we seem to understand about God that feeds our love; nor the fact that He is infinitely beyond our understanding; but the fact that we can ever progress in knowledge and love, and always with a sense of an infinite "beyond." It is at the margin where the conquering light meets the receding darkness that love finds its inspirations. If we are forced to conceive Him human-wise, we know that the conception is but an idol or picture; that if He is all that, He is also infinitely more. To the savage He is but the biggest and strongest of men; to the rationalist He is but the most intelligent and moral; to Faith He is the hidden Infinite, of which these are but the finite symbols.
FATHER TYRRELL
THE HIDDEN INFINITE