
“You never take Your eyes from me, and yet my eyes wander through the world looking for a place to rest. Why can’t I love You as You love me? Why do I seek what is finite when I can possess the Infinite? My fickleness must astound the angels, who see how passing are the things I cling to.”
(Mother Angelica from Mother Angelica’s Ten Eucharistic Lessons by Kathleen Beckman)
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