Life is just a little opportunity for you during a few years to say, “I love you, too.”
HENRI NOUWENOne of the tragedies of our life is that we keep forgetting who we are.
More Henri Nouwen Quotes
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Those who keep speaking about the sun while walking under a cloudy sky are messengers of hope, the true saints of our day.
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Pay attention to the people God puts in your path if you want to discern what God is up to in your life.
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Keep a space where God can let something totally new take place.
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Learning to weep, learning to keep vigil, learning to wait for the dawn. Perhaps this is what it means to be human.
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Much violence is based on the illusion that life is a property to be defended and not to be shared.
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Joy does not simply happen to us. We have to choose joy and keep choosing it every day.
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Hope means to keep living amid desperation and to keep humming in the darkness.
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Our humanity comes to its fullest bloom in giving. We become beautiful people when we give whatever we can give: a smile, a handshake, a kiss, an embrace, a word of love, a present, a part of our life…all of our life.
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You have to listen to the one who calls you beloved. That has to be affirmed over and over again. That is prayer – listening to the voice of the one who calls you “the beloved.”
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Compassion can never coexist with judgement because judgement creates the distance, the distinction, which prevents us from really being with the other.
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Every time there are losses, there are choices to be made. You choose to live your losses as passages to anger, blame, hatred, depression and resentment, or you choose to let these losses be passages to something new, something wider, and deeper.
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The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing that is a friend who cares.
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Dear God, I am so afraid to open my clenched fists! Who will I be when I have nothing left to hold on to? Who will I be when I stand before you with empty hands? Please help me to gradually open my hands and to discover that I am not what I own, but what you want to give me.
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One of the tragedies of our life is that we keep forgetting who we are.
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I am the prodigal son every time I search for unconditional love where it cannot be found.
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