“The things that we love tell us what we are.”

– Thomas Merton –

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What is it then that you love?

What is it that compels you?

And does it compel you to goodness, to the bringing of some light into this world?  Or to the taking away, the hoarding and sequester of what could be made right and good in a cold cellar of self-righteousness and despair?

What is it that you love, and how does it compel you?