But, When The Work Was Finished, The

It Was Not The Part Of His Kindly Love That He Who Was To Praise God's Divine Generosity In Regard To Others Should Be Compelled To Condemn It In Regard To Himself.

Whatever Seeds Each Man Cultivates Will Grow To Maturity And Bear In Him Their Own Fruit. If They Be Vegetative, He Will Be Like A Plant.

But, When The Work Was Finished, The Craftsman Kept Wishing That There Were Someone To Ponder The Plan Of So Great A Work, To Love Its Beauty, And To Wonder At Its Vastness.

But In Its Final Creation It Was Not The Part Of The Father's Power To Fail As Though Exhausted. It Was Not The Part Of His Wisdom To Waver In A Needful Matter Through Poverty Of Counsel.

Let Some Holy Ambition Invade Our Souls, So That, Dissatisfied With Mediocrity, We Shall Eagerly Desire The Highest Things And Shall Toil With All Our Strength To Obtain Them, Since We May If We Wish.