Category: Fulton Sheen

As the “no” of Eve proves that the creature was made by love and is, therefore, free, so [Mary’s] Fiat proves that the Creature was made for love as well.

The world might have expected the Son of God to be born in an inn; a stable would certainly be the last place where one would look for him. The less is: divinity is always where you least expect to find it. So the Son of God made man is invited to enter his own world through the back door.

But when finally the scrolls of history are complete, down to the last word of time, the saddest line of all will be: “There was no room in the inn.” The inn was the gathering place of public opinion, the focal point of the world’s moods, the rendezvous of the worldly, and the rallying place of the popular and the successful. But there’s no room in the place where the world gathers. The stable is a place for outcasts, the ignored, and the forgotten.

Judge the Catholic Church, not those who barely live by its spirit but by the example of those closest to it.

A Catholic may sin and sin as badly as anyone else, but no genuine Catholic ever denies he is a sinner. A Catholic wants his sins forgiven–not excused or sublimated.

It is typically American to feel that we are not doing anything unless we do something big. But from the Christian point of view, no one thing is bigger than any other thing.

Because we live in a world where position is determined economically, we forget that in God’s world, royalty is those who do His will.

What we over-love, we often over-grieve

The more materialistic a civilization is, the more it is in a hurry.