For me Christ was not to be bought for thirty pieces of silver but with my heart's blood. We buy not cheap in this market.
Dorothy DayRead
Dear God, please enlarge our hearts to love each other, to love our neighbor, to love our enemy as well as our friend.
Interpretation
This quote emphasizes the importance of expanding our capacity to love all people, regardless of their relationship to us.
Dorothy Day's quote calls for an enlargement of our hearts, encouraging us to cultivate an all-encompassing love that transcends boundaries. It suggests that true love is not restricted to friends and those close to us, but should also extend to neighbors and even enemies, advocating for empathy and compassion in all human relationships.
In practice
In a sermon about compassion, one might quote this to encourage the congregation to practice love towards everyone.
For me Christ was not to be bought for thirty pieces of silver but with my heart's blood. We buy not cheap in this market.
The mystery of poverty is that by sharing in it, making ourselves poor in giving to others, we increase our knowledge of and belief in love.
As we come to know the seriousness of the situation, the war, the racism, the poverty in our world, we come to realize that things will not be changed simply by words or demonstrations. Rather, it's a question of living one's life in a drastically different way.
I do not know how to love God except by loving the poor. I do not know how to serve God except by serving the poor.... Here, within this great city of nine million people, we must, in this neighborhood, on this street, in this parish, regain a sense of community which is the basis for peace in the world.
The biggest mistake sometimes is to play things very safe in this life and end up being moral failures.
We're living in an age of genocide. ...And we do believe that there is not only the genocide of war, and the genocide that took place with the extermination of the Jews, but the whole program....of birth control and abortion is another form of genocide.... [T]hey claim the poor are bringing forth tremendous numbers of children and so the solution is to kill them off.
Girl lithe and tawny, the sun that forms the fruits, that plumps the grains, that curls seaweeds filled your body with joy, and your luminous eyes and your mouth that has the smile of the water. A black yearning sun is braided into the strands of your black mane, when you stretch your arms. You play with the sun as with a little brook and it leaves two dark pools in your eyes.
Every night I cut out my heart. But in the morning it was full again
Love makes the world go 'round, it's true, but lust stops the world in its tracks; love renders bearable the passage of time, lust causes time to stand still, lust kills time, which is not to say that it wastes it or whiles it aimlessly away but rather that it annihilates it, cancels it, extirpates it from continuum; preventing, while lasts, any lapse into the tense and shabby woes of temporal society, lust is the thousand-pound odometer needle on the dashboard of the absolute.
Love seems the swiftest, but it is the slowest of growths
Love is the only thing that increases twofold every time it is shared.
Love is the fire that warms our lives with unparalleled joy and divine hope. Love should be our walk and our talk.
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