A vagabond stumbled along a monastery deeply nestled in the countryside.  He knocked at the iron gate and was warmly greeted by the porter.  Together they sat on a cold wooden bench overlooking the lake.  While the monk pulled a small loaf of bread from his deep habit pocket to give to him, the stranger asked:  “What do you monks do all day long?”  The porter gently replied:  “We miss the mark, we fall, get up and fail again and start all over tomorrow.”  —said a monk friend of mine.

It seems we cannot know ourselves without first noticing our faults.  Then begins the path of self-knowledge, inner freedom and learning to depend on the mercy of God.

May self knowledge be your constant companion in life.


Sacrifice is the salt of the society.”  –Mother Teresa